An introspective poem by Sarala, where she feels she is fading away. An exclusive for Different Truths.
I am fading away slowly
I am no more that fun loving girl
Slowly fading away into oblivion
Only the memories of my past make my heart beat faintly
Walking away from life
Is not so easy
Umpteen number of things to be done before I fade away totally
Like a zombie I am walking through the misty jungle where none can be seen
My mind blank my feet moves slowly
Only few memories of the past I hold
A handful of sweet memories
When he was with me
For a short while before he bid goodbye forever!
I am fading away
Slowly but surely
As memories hurt
Like an open wound
Let me walk and walk
Till I feel lil comfortable in my heart
As the soft jungle breeze
Kisses my aching heart!
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Sarala Balachandran was working with an import-export organisation in the administrative department for 38 years. She retired eleven years back. Married, with two sons aged 43 and 36, she took interest in writing recently. She writes free verses.
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