Nostalgia ...

Not knowing, whether it should be happy or sad,

Happy for once being the sweet jingle of someone’s heart.

Or  sad for later being the unbareable noise for the same.

Should it cry or should it laugh still confused,

Wondering and waiting for the justice refused.

Once upon a time,It was in a dream enchanted.

Alas,it was a dark picture already painted.

Every single time it beats to move ahead.

Something and often hits it so hard,until its dead.

It could beat a 1000 musical note,

telling you how It felt.

and still you wouldn't understand, 

So now It beats without a sound

except to  the only music,

shattering ,as it hits the ground.

There was a season when it was always thrilled.

Now is the epoch,where it  is sometimes grilled.

Still wondering ,why at all it had to freeze,

While everything was just  as blissful as a spring breeze.

 Once,it  had faith to make mountains fall, 

but the lack of love,made it noting at all.

It gave away every single note it possessed,

Alas,unkown about the dreadful song  in process.

Once It was miserable,when it became an abandoned instrument,

Now, everything has made it into a diamond magnificent.

Once,it cursed to mingle with the jingle of the blissful note,

Now, it is strong enough to make it an anecdote.

Trying to erase the memory,

Wondering when the final e.n.d will come to this diary.

P.S- "A part of you has grown in me,

together forever we shall be, never apart,maybe in distance, but not in heart."