Old strings new tunes
In the deepest corner of my room
6 old strings stood from distant past.
It wasn’t an accident that I discovered
Something which was already there since the start.
Many fond memories ran like a reel
Inside the projector of my heart
And then suddenly I started to feel
As if a sin had been committed on my part.
Old tunes stopped and strings never reverberated
Because I gave up on them,
Fallacy got me distracted.
I gave up on them.
Music was lost after a while
And I had to fill that void with noise.
We never love something which is not our style
6 old strings were my choice.
But now I am back and they are still there
Waiting to be played.
With old strings and new tunes I today declare
Resumption of my parade.
Even in the loudest nights now,
My tunes shall not fade.
We always return to the place we belong. We always find the things which are meant for us. Even though we walk away from them, life gets us back to them and it is at that moment when we realise that it was all meant to be.
–Nishant, The Poet and the Pen