FROM DUST TO DIAMOND

Memories of a lifetime

gleam on the horizon

Tears deny us the space

to breathe.

With love and loss that

realities engross,

With fears of parting, our hearts now seethe.

Words unsaid, moments

unlived,

Bury a treasure of

emotions deep;

A comfortable hug, an

honest shrug…

We embrace the past to

shatter and weep.

The towering gate —

testimony to tales

Of surrendered looks, of

an emphatic gaze

Of tiny feet toddling past,

Tears in their eyes and

hearts ablaze.

Of scampering feet;of

dignified walks;

Of tears in joy and smiles

in strife...

The ringing bell,the

corridors tell,

Iterate the memory of our hearts’ own chimes

Words and their stark

ethereality

Can but crumble before our tears...

From dust to diamond;girls to women,

It’s a patchwork quilted over 13 years..

This patchwork quilted over 13 years,

Is the truth of our life — an extant dream..

That’ll remain our guiding light forever

Through what is,what was and whatever might seem.

These memories might seem immemorial..

For our beliefs may differ and our paths digress,

But we’ll be together

forever Damiams..

Through hope, anguish,ease

and stress!!

Adya Sinha
Class X
Notre Dame Academy, Patna