My eyes are teary,
And my heart is heavy,
As I think of that tiny room,
The tiniest in the house.
I heard most stories there,
Stories of fairies, tigers and bears.
Holds my sweetest memories,
It’s the place I grew up in.
I remember climbing on my uncle’s back,
And pretending he was a bridge,
Him make me a plane,
Both of us gurgling with laughter.
It’s also where sibling rivalry brewed,
We fought like cats and dogs.
But that’s how our bond grew,
And now we are inseparable.
But now that room is locked,
And the house un-visited.
As all of us grew up out of it,
Carrying only the memories.
Oh , I forgot to describe the room,
It’s color, shape and smell.
But does it even matter?
It’s the emotions, I remember it by.
For NaPoWriMo Day 28.
Featured image by: Виктория Бородинова from Pixabay
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That was amazing
With much love dear ❤️❤️
Thank you so much. 🙈🙈🙈🥰🥰🥰💖💖💖💕💕🤗🤗🤗😘😘😘
You are most welcome
Loads of love to you my dear🌹
Sending back more love to you. 🤗🤗😘😘💕💕❤️
Thank you very much dear
Most welcome! 💕💕
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❣️🌼❣️love to know about that.. I hardly remember such things, couldn’t write
I also don’t remember. I just made it up. 😂😂😂😂
seems to happen if could 😭
What happened?
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I can relate to the sibling rivalry…
Haha… How is your relationship with your sibling now?
Honestly…..we don’t get along most of the time….
Ohh… 🤪
Haha……maybe it’s the age gap
You’re the younger one?
Yup
Ahh… The old people don’t really understand 🤪😂😂😂
Well what can I do….He is my brother and who am I to change that….😅
Haha! 😬😂
Memories can be hazy at times but some details stay sharp. Beautifully written.
Thank you so much Shweta!! So sorry for the late response. I have no idea how your sweet comment landed in spam. Sending you loads of love. 🤗🤗🤗😘😘💕💕❣️❣️❤️❤️💖💖💖
That’s alright. I know how it ended up there. I just finished the A2Z challenge and I’ve been visiting a lot of blogs and leaving comments. WordPress might have considered me to be a spammer. 😅
Haha… You’ve been such a beautiful support. Feel free to spam cause each of your comment means so much to me. 🤗🤗🤗😘😘💖💖💖💖
‘It’s the emotions, I remember it by.’ Great line and ‘It’s also where sibling rivalry brewed,
We fought like cats and dogs.
But that’s we bond grew
And now we are inseparable’ – SO TRUE!
Thank you so much dear. 🤗🤗😘😘💕💕❣️❣️❤️❤️ Do you have siblings?
Yeah, five.
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Also
.what is your name????
I’m Shreya.
Okay, thank you!
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This is nice. I love it.
Thank you so much dear. ❣️🤗🤗😘😘😘
You are welcome!!!
Beautiful poem, Shreya 💕
All of us have such room where the little moments of long term happiness reside.
Thank you so much Saba. ❣️❣️ Indeed, such rooms store our memories more than furnitures. 🤗💕💕💕😘😘😘
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Last line❤️❤️❤️
Thank you so much! 🤗🤗🤗😘😘❣️❣️❣️
Pleasure! 😊🌹
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Exceptional verse, Shreya! The genuine and open sharing of the fond memories is deliciously told. It is impossible for the reader not to be immediately transported to their own childhood and home. We laugh with you and your uncle, yell at your sibling, and listen the bedtime stories told in hushed voice. Then you close with such a powerful stanza showing the truth of that emotional connection. If you had described the room at all, other than being tiny, it would not have allowed the reader to so easily visualize their own memories. Absolutely superb! ❣❣❣
Thanks a million Brad… I’ve always been a person who don’t really remember the location, or pay much attention to the surrounding,… So for me the easiest way to remember a place is by going back to the emotions I felt, people I was with and such stuff. 🙈🙈🙈
Wonderful
Thank you so much Haroon! 💕
You’re welcome
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Very beautiful poetic tribute to one’s childhood home.
Thanks a million dear. I’m glad you liked it. 🤗🤗😘😘😘❤️❤️❤️❤️
Sigh… This is beautiful. <3
Awww…. Thank you so much! 🥰🥰🥰
Your words touch the heart. That’s what I like the most. 🙂 🙂 <3
It brought me a smile. Thank You. 🙂
Most welcome dear!
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Thanks a lot dear. Sending you loads of love. ❤️💕
I remember it too; now I have 1.
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I re lived my childhood in this poem.
You are an artist Shreya ♥️
I mean the context is so simple but you made it so interesting and the way you framed it in rhyme..
Huge respect for an artist 🤗🤗
Thanks a million Rashmi! 💖💖💖 I don’t know how do I express my happiness reading this. You’re just so sweet. 🥰🥰🥰🙈🙈🙈🙈❤️😘😘😘😘❣️
so beautiful ❤️
Thank you so much Amartya! 🤗💕
Ah the sense of nostalgia. Beautifully written Shreya 🙂
Thank you so much Parikhit! So glad you liked it. 🤗🤗💕
What a lovely poem! It is the memories that make a place what it is 🙂
Thank you so much, Jess. So glad you liked it! 🤗🤗😘😘
My pleasure! Thank you for sharing 😀
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