“Every time”- Nayana Nair

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Every time I left a place,
running late to catch my train,
with so much luggage
which made me wonder
do I really own so much
and wondered why
I thought I had nothing
or maybe someone always had
something more than me.
Every time I left
it was with so much haste
and panic,
always afraid of leaving something behind.
There were so many places like this
which I found and left,
with so much ease,
with no emotions to account for.
The only thing I remember is
how it rained,
every time I left.

6 Comments

  1. Nice poem ร‘ayana ๐Ÿ˜€ ๐Ÿ˜€, keep on writing good things๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜€

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thank you ๐Ÿ™‚

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thank you:-) so glad you liked it ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. Great work, Nayana. It reminds me how we feel about when embarking on new phase of life. ๐Ÿ™‚

    1. Nayana Nair says:

      Thanks a lot ๐Ÿ™‚ So Glad you liked it and could relate to it ๐Ÿ™‚

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