OUTGROWN

I have outgrown my hometown,

The pot-holed roads, muddy and brown,

The small alleys of spices and flowers

The chowk shops of sweets and sours,

The heat waves from March-May-July,

The pools and puddles from when clouds would cry,

The mellow garden with the ginormous shoe,

Granny’s café overlooking the bronze statue,

The forest hills with the view,

And the abandoned quarry with the “spot”,

I say I have outgrown it all,

But how could I miss it not?

Those faces and places are bound to fade,

The changes and strangers much to take,

Be enthusiastic preaches my head,

I’ve found a new place to wake,

But that light heartedness I cannot fake.

I say I have outgrown my hometown,

But how could I miss it not?

How could I miss it not?

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Hey! I know I have been gone for long. The thing is, my offline classes have started, and I was busy in moving to —- city. Haven’t had a lot of time to write..😭

I am OUT of my small city now, but I don’t really feel like I have GROWN out of it yet.. (do you get me?) I don’t really miss my home, but I kinda miss the familiarity it had. I mean I am comfortable with living here, but idk something just feels weird. Maybe because this indicates that I AM OLDER now!! 😭😭😭moving out and stuff! huh!

feels better to get this out! tell me your story in the comments..

p.s. the abandoned quarry thing seems cheesy, but its real.. I have seen it…

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p.s.s. I also have an announcement …. I WILL NOW BE FOLLOWING A SCHEDULE!! no more posting randomly.. ik that was annoying for you!😂😬😅

My weekly posts will come up on THURSDAY and a buffer on SUNDAY for tags and stuff.

hope you enjoyed my rant about —- city/town and..