Best Poem of fadinginto oblivion

After Years Of Maturity
After years of maturity
I took wearied steps towards the room,
To unlock that door.
The door that has been locked
Since-since I don’t remember when
Probably when I first went out with friends
Live friends who replaced them,
Those inanimate objects
Which now lie scattered in the room.
Where the b . . .
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Sliding Down
Sliding down

With a jolt, I opened my eyes
Am I still sliding? Sliding down.
How long it has been?
Days, weeks, months or ages?
My memory seems to fade.
Oh, yes I recollect.
I remember I was sliding
Before I went in deep slumber.
Determined, never to wake up again.
Until this spiny . . .
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