Ashutosh has no clue about poetic expressions. He just tries to be expressive with the thoughts in his head.
Ten years down
It's a ghost town
just hustle and bustle
Lot many people
lot less familiar
outsiders moved in
Searching safe pastures
or may be it was peace
That neither found
The soft green mats
have all been replaced
Coarse grey rugs
now occupy that space
Summer breeze in
Fields have disappeared
so have the grains
And buildings like bushes
they spring up everywhere
What next who cares
life moved on
Out there now
they're building Rome
Rest in peace memories of
What was once home
© 2020 Ashutosh Joshi
FlourishAnyway from USA on November 24, 2020:
This is a poignant reminder that nothing stays the same. I've revisited places that I used to live and it's unsettling to barely recognize the area for all the changes.
Ashutosh Joshi (author) from New Delhi, India on November 24, 2020:
True, in time one realises that.
Tiyasha Maitra from Gurgaon on November 24, 2020:
Beautifully written. Changes can be so completely haunting. Especially loss of the little things that made time relatable.
Ashutosh Joshi (author) from New Delhi, India on November 23, 2020:
That's what it is, you won't feel empty unless you felt attached.
But then again, as always we move on.
BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on November 23, 2020:
Nothing seems to stay the same.
I drive by a place a lived once only to find the house no longer standing.
I guess this will be what it is like when I too am gone.
It seems so empty inside my heart when part of my history is gone forever.