Poetry A rainy day which was so nostalgic :


The day when I was returning from college
The rain came slowly and gave a kiss on my hand
The sound of  this was very romantic
And nostalgic
I returned to my childhood,the day,the house  where I born
The love,the family,the friends
The school where we would play together
When the tiffin time comes
The Muddy  playground and the poems of rain
We were so little then

We enjoyed the life with our friends
So far from a mature life
What are the names of my friends
Oh! I can't remember
This was past,it is present,
Most of my friends forgot this days
There was a little life which ended very fast
It is so nostalgic

Suddenly I saw someone coming breaking the cage of life
The bitter truth of present couldn't break our Friendship,our bonding
I can't believe, it is my childhood
I am seeing myself in the playground
My friends are around of mine
Where I am now??

I am seeing a dead body on the street
The body's face was looking like my face
It is my body, I died by a bus going on the street when I was nostalgic and thinking about my childhood,about my past
I am going to heaven now
The heaven,the life's end
This is raining heavily till now
But I am not there
I am so far from the past,present and future
..........

I reached to Heaven