By Farhana M Ansari
There was a time in life,
When mornings smelled like baked pies,
Noons tasted like sour lemons and,
Nights sounded like the melancholy songs of a long forgotten cricket.
But now is the time in life,When childhood smells like coffee,
Teenage years taste like cigarettes and,
Adulthood sounds like a heart break song.
But there used to be a time in life,
When candies smelled like happiness,
Running wild tasted like freedom and,
Mothers sounded like a nightingale.
And now is the time in life,
When living smells like death,
Breathing tastes like poison and,
Talking sounds like cries.
But now we only care for a life,
Where perfumes smells like money,
Makeup tastes like luxury and,
Dresses sound like a jazz song.
But wouldn’t life be great,
If friendships smells like purity,
Love tastes like honey and,
Your smile sounds like heaven.
By Farhana M Ansari
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