Old Notebook
Wrap with a tainted old paper wrapper
I knew it's color faded through the year
The same pages with notes can't see it clear
It's yellowish color and smell rises in the air.
I look to see the torn out pages
As well as the designs created in it's edges
It was like the bird flew from it cages
It is my old notebook back to my senses
Because of this I was so smitten
The letters and note that was perfectly written
Back to the past her I am again
Reading these entries, it's quite reminiscing
I close the notebook, put it in a box
I have the key to put it in locks
Nobody can read this binder till the last
Coz all the notes in there, reminds me of my past.
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This poem takes what seems outwardly mundane and captures the strong personal connection with a simple object. Love this.
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