My Diary

Leather covered, thick bound

My diary was all that i treasured.

I laughed in it, I cried in it.

The memories which it had given me back

When I had lost them in my mind

Somewhere.

My diary was very close to me

So it was very hard for me to throw it away.

But God! They hate my diary!

They hate it so much!!

I wrote my first poem in it
I tore a page from it to write a letter
To my love.

I had my dream house on it

Along with my AUDI .

I took it in my arms when i was nine

And now i'm 19 and a half.

These years of bonding and love
It'll cease my heart, and i won't laugh

Again.

Alone was i before it came to me

Alone will i always be?

Alone i laughed with it

Alone i'll cry for my diary.

I wrote my name for the last time

On the page I left in it which said

" Please love my diary like i did

Else it'll die without the love".

I went all over to the lake side

Tied a rose to the diary

and set it sail

on a journey, unknown.

Leather covered, thick bound

My diary was all that i treasured.

I laughed in it, I cried in it.

The memories which it had given me back

When I had lost them in my mind

Somewhere.