Old House

Old House (END)

Pulling off the sheets and placed them inside an empty box

Sealing it with packaging tape... Reminiscing... 

Has it been twenty-two years since we lived in this house?

For that long how deep was our story scribbled upon each room?

Moving out down to the flight of fourteen wooden steps

Sounding creaks carrying the smell of methane that termite produced

Oh Poor old house you’ve become a tremendous blessing upon sheltering us

Growing up with you was one of our life’s greatest adventure

Remembering the times when we used your freestanding handrail as a slide

With small children, laughter's bouncing off from your grayed old walls

Each time we get home from school we raced up to reach the entrance door

Knocking three times or more and say to ourselves “At last, we made it home!”

Remembering the times when we scrub your wooden floors

Causing it to sparkle mirroring the painted white ceiling above

Wearing our socks we skate around as if we’re having icy winters

When out of energy we laid down our heads on your shiny surface

Remembering the times when you protected us from calamities

When the ground shakes you choose to sway rather than knocking down

During a heavy downpour, the howls of winds the sounds of thunder reverberate

Within your old wooden structure that has kept us safe and sound

But the time has come as we watched you get demolished and turned down

In just a few months you were completely gone in our sight

Replaced with a commercial establishment that houses business enterprise

Deep in our hearts we tearfully cried as we remember the place we call home

Turning our backs for the very last time

Leaving with our farewell and goodbyes

Then one day will point out and say "That's the place where we used to live."

Old House, you’ve now become part of a dream scenery imprinted in our very soul.

 

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Thank you for following the Mini Five Poem Series of  "Old House" Have a good time!

 

 

I - Spotlight

 

II - Liquefied Petroleum

 

III - GOAL!

 

IV - Unspoken

 

V - Old House

 

© 2016 YanZeros

Author's Note

reviews are welcome, let me know your thoughts :D

Reviews

[Jack Necron (Aubrey Jac..]

The nostalgic quality of this poem practically bleeds from the words. It's so tenderly written, you wind up reminiscing about places you used to live or where you do currently. We leave so many memories imprinted within the houses we live. Thank you for sharing.

[YanZeros]

Thank you Jack Necron :) for this fine review! :D

[Jack Necron (Aubrey Jack Peaslee)]

You're welcome!

[Dr. YumnaKay]

This is really well-written! Sadly, I cannot relate because honestly I have never lived at one place for too long to feel any attachment towards it :p
Still I liked reading this! :)

[YanZeros]

Thank you Yumna! :)

[Dr. YumnaKay]

You are welcome! ☺

[J. J. Nightingale]

Houses that held memories , and hosted families, friends.. and so much more..sad to see them die away..but no one can steal the Joy we had there inside the walls of Home...

Nice..

Jazzy

[YanZeros]

Yes you are right no one can steal the joy built on those walls of memories. Thank you Jazzy I'm so glad to receive your reviews! Sending you good vibes! :)

[J. J. Nightingale]

You are welcome...... :).....

[Riley Justine]

I absolutely love this piece! The flow is flawless and it is very well written. I believe most readers have the ability to relate to this which makes it powerful and maybe even saddening in its own way.

[YanZeros]

Thank you for reviewing Riley Justine :) I'm so glad to read your words!

[Riley Justine]

My pleasure :)