That was a
great castle I
had ever been to.
The curtains, cushions
and the Chandeliers.
Indeed a beautiful
garden built on a plinth.
The walls painted in Vibgyor.
Warm lights hung from Vault.
Enthralling words
On the vintage walls.
The wounds of the castle
echoed to keep me Forever!
And I promised back
to stay Forever.
Days passed,
Months passed,
Years passed.
Nights started
getting sleepless.
The flowers withered.
The beds sunk.
Curtains disappeared.
Dreams shattered.
Castle was still
strong and young and
so was I.
Stakes of disperse
was high.
It was the first time
I realised
Forever isn't a thing.
This isn't for me.
It was a great
Castle but
Not the Right one
For me.
©ekAjnabi
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