Going down the memory lane, literally..

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…there, and not alone,

I carried some entities that were long gone.

I found myself breaking piece by piece,

few of them belonged to that place I reached.

I heard it, in the roaring silence that surrounded,

the echos started booming, that I once had grounded.

I found myself waking up from a sleep,

it was an alarm, I had to unknowingly keep.

I met them, after a time I couldn't quantify,

a moment, neither as happy or sad could it qualify.

I found myself trapped in a time leap.

How alive those dead memories…

By Sushant Kumar Das