A Forlorn Memory Poem by Sonali Ganguly

The Lonely rooms have memories adorned,
Full of fun and pangs of Pain.
Laughter echoed the corridors ever,
Dived in the ocean of joyous rain.
Gone are those memories few,
remaining intact in the heart beneath,
The cracking pillars and the broken walls
Seem to arrange its memorial Wreath.

The garden, once with a touch of love,
Had seen many Springs and Autumns depart.
The crushed, fallen leaves today mourns the days,
Devoid of beauty, has now turned to Desert.
Lily, Rose, Olender bloomed together,
to make the fragrance sweet ever.
Reminds me of those evenings spent,
Under the falling Jasmine shower.

The Pillars have seen me crawl and fall.
Had hidden me too as part of a game.
Had Seen me grow and move ahead,
Succeed in Life and earn fame.
Broken are the pillars today
Stand still in the lonely abode.
Once it witnessed a happy family,
Now mourns over the ruins in the remote.