Remnants

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All that is left are names
And a flow of words continuously evolving.
Such is a now departed race.
All that is left are memories
Of a childhood in carefree greens
And of struggles, hidden and unseen.
All that is left of surprise
Is that of your grandchild’s face
When you slip into dialect unknown.
So lies the fate of a now forgotten race.

Day Five of Darshit’s Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge, which Sheth nominated me for.

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2 thoughts on “Remnants

  1. Relatable. Except for the language part. But, I understand the feeling.
    And, I never knew! Glad I found you, again. 🙂 Good to be back. You have a lovely space, here. Excited to explore it. Hope you have been doing good!

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