#11 Poem: Same Old City

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Stepping to the town
Where i came from heaven
All memories that i left
Behind when i was seven

It is still the same
The same old city
With no new face
With no new identity

The broken roads
The narrow lanes
And the leaking pipes
With their rains

The crowdy square
The roadside shade
In small houses
People invade

The small kids playing
And shouting in joy
Like the chirping of birds
So beautiful and coy

It has the colour of love
Like the red cherries
It is still the same
With all my old memories!!

No matter how far you go, you cannot forget the place where you spent your childhood days!!

Β© Amulya Bhardwaj

19 Comments Add yours

  1. Vivek says:

    Same here with my hometown!

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    1. Amulya says:

      Ohh!! Everyone treasure a few memories of his or her hometown…

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      1. Vivek says:

        Yes, they do!

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      2. Amulya says:

        πŸ™‚

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  2. Very nice yar. I am lucky to have a friend who writes so well.

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    1. Amulya says:

      Thanks alot !! πŸ™‚

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      1. No you will sa thanks to me?????

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      2. How was your exam????

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      3. Amulya says:

        Fine fine

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      4. Hope you are fine??

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      5. Amulya says:

        I am.
        Thnk u .
        Hope u hv a nice day ahead

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      6. Not using fb???

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  3. Such a grace to read. You have put out some awesome lines. πŸ™‚
    One can never forget or replace the place which made childhood colorful.
    Nice one.. πŸ™‚

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    1. Amulya says:

      Thanks alot sir. Nice to hear ur kind words

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  4. Great..it took me to the past.. i liked it

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    1. Amulya says:

      Thanks alot Luv !!

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  5. Darknight says:

    Wow… Your writing took me through a memory lane … No matter how geeky and unstable your home town is. It had its own flavour, essence and taste which you could die for.

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    1. Amulya says:

      So true…
      N thanks alot dear… πŸ™‚
      Its always good to hear from one of your inspirations.

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