At A Glance

Here is my beautiful village Where I came as a long time absentee When I looked as a painful man So long I missed this wonderful place Here I find no old little footpath Which we used to walk to the nearby school With a lot of hope and happy talks With little friends and and my own bag Carrying a little umbrella in my childhood Where now I misses the foot path Happily sees a convenient roadway The vehicles passing through the road When I looked around to find someone The men who lived with me for long years No there is none the old men they missed The world of eternity they travelled fast Then I looked for the paddy field Its greenery in this rainy season The paddy seedlings are no more barren field The flood took away all a man told me The river made the havoc in flood time The mutual trust is slowly lost within years The man environment is quarrelled with The intervention is big and after effect is mighty Somewhere the road missed for the time being.