Sounds of the Past

As I listen to the melody

Of a song I once loved

I feel the youth in me

Regaining its strength



It’s immortal and innocent

The meadows of the past

I get to relive it all again

Joy fills an empty heart



A moment back in time

Guided by the sounds of the past

A child is born again

Newfound innocence

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Afzal Shauq's picture

past is always glorius and never forgeting... this poem is as good as your deep meanigful poetry. The poem is done in perfect and rhythmic way and I am inspired of it and enjoyed alot...specially this stanza of poem..

It’s immortal and innocent
The meadows of the past
I get to relive it all again
Joy fills an empty heart