Do you remember that
boulevard?
The boulevard we
walked upon,
everyday of the yore
In the days of yore,
when the words were endless, but
path was curt!!
Do you remember that
boulevard?
That placid path,
where
legs felt meek
Every step we took,
made
us feel lighter
Perhaps, it helped us
shed
the onus that we carried
in our hearts
And buried it in
itself with no dissent!!
Do you remember that
boulevard?
Which when ended made
us feel
dejected and down
and when we looked
into
each other's eyes
Lips trembling to
say,
'Is this it?
Is this the end of
our amble together?
Why not steal away
few more minutes?'
Instead, we smiled,
'See you again!'
and we head ourselves
saying!
Do you remember that
boulevard?
Which we used to walk
upon;
Unaware of the steps
we took,
Ignorant of the
direction we turned.
That boulevard, do
you remember?
No one walks there
now,
Not even me!
Afraid, it might
confine me to
those memories of us!
Afraid, it might
author a rendezvous
with those moments of warmth!
Rather, it lies
there,
silent and deserted;
Unfazed and gloomy,
it stares at me
The calmess it holds
is, as
if to mock every sound,
every secret of us
it clenched tight to
its heart, for all this time!!
As I turned around,
to
escape its glare,
the question stood
against me,
bare and raw
Do you remember that
boulevard?
which you used to
walk upon!!!
