Abishake Koul

Songs From The Past

I can feel the gentle wind

And the nagging chill

As I walk barefoot

The sand is everywhere

Yet it doesn't cling

The rustling of leaves

And the waves along the shore

Calm me down

Even amidst the ruckus

 

I sometimes wish

I can go back

To those innocent times

Dressed up as an elderly

My pen resting in my diary

As the shady trees

Providing a cushion

And the green grass

Letting my thoughts soar

 

I remember the face

The smile and the eyes

The boy who sold lemonade

The library by a corner

A seat for an elderly

Always reserved, always waiting

The guy who sold momos

His free soup tasted better

The winters were a delight

 

Times of mindful aberrations

Willful glances on mirrors

Roaming without a care

Long walks, long talks

Of future and growing old

More receptive to nature

Its powers and sanctity

There were certain beliefs

But even bigger dreams

 

Sometimes I still search

For that smiling face

And the earthly shade

As I turn the smelly pages

Of my old diary

The simple valiant past

All its songs unwritten

Left behind in crevices

Of an elderly brain.

 

Abishake Koul, is a poet from the mountains. Born and brought up in Jammu & Kashmir, he did his engineering from BIT Mesra, Ranchi. He is currently pursuing MBA from IIM Lucknow.

He started writing poems in school, scribbling verses at the back of his notebooks and got published in the local newspapers and school magazines.

 

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