I opened the door and stepped out,
the clouds had changed its appearance…

The rain was due that day, but
it decided to pour in a different

A smile that disappeared years ago
came back in a drop of tear….

I closed the door behind me, and
without looking back I walked into the

Today after so many miles away from home,
I realize I did not leave any tracks to
take me back home

Categories: Poetry

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1 reply

  1. The poem is nice Vinodetta. P. Kesavan Nair

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