Sonal Singh On Sonal's Table
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I’m
Lost like
A forgotten melody
In
The backyard
Of my hometown
Wandering
The lanes
Of my childhood.
Nostalgic,
My heart,
Reminisces and remembers
My
Nonage spent
In these environs.
Wasn’t
It meant
To last forever?
Now,
The fields
Stand silent, bare.
The
Streets are
Lonely and uncluttered.
The
Children, people
Have all vanished
In
The pandemic,
Like my childhood.
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