I hear the bells toll
In a church far away,
I drift towards the window
Recalling the days bygone.
In a church far away
The bells tolled one day, for thee,
A bereaved soul I was, in mourning
While you treaded alone, to heaven.
I drift towards the window
Hoping to catch a glimpse of you,
Walking down the lane, merrily
Like the sunny days, old.
Recalling the days bygone
Brings back memories fond,
Of evenings jolly and jubilant
Now a memory, from the past.
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Moumita, is a service sector professional and a Glossophile who dedicates her leisure time in learning foreign languages. She writes to learn, to convey and to hear her own thoughts speak. For her, a blank page is both a mirror and a stage. She says, “Writing is my favourite expression. It’s my way to capture my wandering thoughts that help me write some sweet nothings.I keep the known alive and give life to the unknown, through my writings.”
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