Diary

Just as old as the cover once

 Diary My old memories of

 Me waking up while flipping

Through the pages, I met

 

Pimple's leaf was

Carved and netted

Touch him

My memory awake again

 

Drowned in the past

The present also seemed small

Wire came again the

Happy moments regret

 

Everyone had storage

Thot diary of memories

I still remember that summer

That cut and step of college

 

 

Everyone's memory is preserved

I am in the pages of my diary ...

Abhu comes head over heels

In the pages of the diary....

 

Everyone has..... A

One such diary shadow of friends'

Memories hidden in it

 

I was very happy to

Read the diary

And today I came

To know myself.