Empty pocket

I had a lot of things under control in the pocket of life

Many innocent childhood memories along with mischief and naughty acts

Friendship wrapped in the syrup of some anger

Some punishment for sneaking around

Some wet moments of rain

Some blossoming evening

Some mother’s teachings and some father’s love

I was collecting everything in my pocket of life

Life felt happy every moment after seeing that treasure

In the course of time, everything changed

Did not know how that pocket of memories got torn

All the happiness started disintegrating one by one

Those moments started going away to my utter surprise

Immersed in the celebration of success, it continued oblivious

While reaching the top, started rummaging own pocket

But an empty torn pocket was found there

All the treasures of memories were lost

I was at that peak having an empty torn pocket.