“Return,” a cherished poem penned by me on the other platform long time back, holds a special place in my heart. It delves into the heart’s journey of nostalgia and nature’s embrace. It captures moments of standing under the sun’s warmth, amidst the familiar streets of old cities, where memories whisper tales of days gone by.

For me, “Return” holds a spellbinding magic and a scared place in my heart offering solace and closure in its verses. It’s a reminder of the power of revisiting cherished places and the past while embracing the beauty of nature’s timeless wisdom and healing mechanism. It also reflects a personal journey, where the return of unopened letters symbolizes closure and acceptance.

It emanates a sense of calmness and closure, allowing for a fresh start with renewed energy and acceptance of what has passed. Through “Return,” I invites readers on a journey of introspection and reflection. It’s a call to pause, breathe in the nostalgia, and find comfort in the embrace of both nature and cherished memories.

Join me in experiencing the bittersweet joy of “Return,” where every line resonates with the essence of embracing the past while finding renewal in the present moment.

I stand in front of sun spreading my arm,
Paying no attention to my ringing alarm.
I stood in silence to embrace the beauty,
Forgetting about all my duty.
As it was the place where my heart belong,
For number of years it has longed.
Mesmerise by the beauty of the nature,
I found myself caught in act of leisure.
The reason behind what I came for,
Now had loss my mind it was made up for.
Looking back at the unopened letters,
That some how just doesn’t matters.
As they were supposed to reach someone dear,  who is no more near.
The path they were supposed to be,
Have returned back to ME.
Looking at the unread return letters,
My emotions that were at point need not matter.
Broken heart with broken Tales,
Stood there to take my city Vails.
Need not I say good bye,
As returned letters where my final byes.