Diamonds And Dust Poem by Avik Datta Gupta

Memories, hits our minds and falls apart
Like diamonds and dust
Dust laden nostalgia
On sepia brown snapshots
That brings flashbacks
As the lightning strikes
I flip those delicate pages
Pages that have become fragile
It has aged and implores me
To feel it one more time
With my floating gaze
Those obscure pasts in haze
Teardrops glisten like diamonds
Brown rust speaks in squeeks
As I open the age old door
Of the past that was once mine
To get dusted for another day in future