Literally Everything

We were just kids then,

To know what it meant.

I wish I could’ve seen it all along,

But we were too young.



No worries for the future,

Learning new things about our culture.

Trying a hand in all the things around,

Every activity a dare, just for the sake of adventure.



We did everything we could find,

Sure that we were inseparable friends in our mind.

The happiness sunk deep inside,

And we begin to thought that life was so kind.



But then the inevitable happened,

And one of us left in the middle,

With new ambitions for his life,

Went away, leaving us bewildered!



Eventually,

We went back to normal,

But something had definitely changed,

And we became somewhat formal.



We all chose different paths,

Swearing that our friendship will ever last,

Thankfully, they kept their promise,

But naturally nothing was anymore like our past.



These terrible things,

Made me grow up.

Still, whenever I look back at that time,

A smile does show up.



I hope that when all of us will have had enough of our own selves,

We will go back to the old ways, which were,

Just thinking about nothing,

And having, literally, everything!

                                         – Anmol Agarwal
                                     September 7, 2020.

If We Could Have Another

The journey we made together
Will stay in our hearts forever
Cause those were the days when we had the best time of our lives
And I don’t know if we could have another

We went on our own paths
Retaining the broken shards
I remember the wonderful moments which made up our souls
But am not yet sure if we could have another

We were seperated by fate
But realised it too late
Still thinking of the time we had together
I ask myself if we could have another

The clips we shot
The songs we recorded
Everything flows back into my mind
Someone please tell me if we could have another

I am lying on my bed
Next to the book I have just read
But it isn’t enough to make up for the absence of my friends
I ask anyone who would listen if we could have another

Thinking of my folks
Now I notice that my bed is stained with teardrops
Crying over the lost memories
I tell myself yes we can still have another
                                         – Anmol Agarwal
                                              (July 23, 2020)