I wait !!!!

Walking on red bricks,
With chrysanthemums around…
Deprived of its covers…
The empty walls that lie around,,,
The hanging curtains, soiled and bemired,,
The frenzy and revelry that is somewhere lost,,,

The moron rooms that had turned so gay,,,
And the night long renditions that made there way,,,
The numerous bonds that were formed,,,,
But the occasional rifts that also went round,,

But they now stand, waiting to witness,,,
The smearing of colors and the midnight bashes,,,
Like the spring leaf, we had blossomed around,,
But autumn’s tyranny has no bound,,,

We’re back to that old moron world,,
Deprived of colors, joy and fun,,,,
But what we cherish, will forever stay,,
The lifelong bonds and friendships we made,,,

Walking on red bricks, I wait to witness,,,
More such days of blissful senses,,
More such hours of carefree oblivion,,
More such moments, worth eternal treasures.