Hard Time

Hard Time Time has changed, The world is now sick, All the people are in misery, We need a moment of deep wit. Life which is flowing like a river, Now with deep regret ceasing, River of life is moving with silence, with music unheard. All the set knowledge is useless, Philosophy is heading to Melancholia and science is simply a theory of relativity. Life and death are always symbolic, We can not live without death, Accepting death is the real heart, Life teaches us to treat both ends. The evening is coming near, With slow pace and dynamic Vive, The crickets and sparrows are restless, the sun of life will set. All the desires and wishes are gone, Living is becoming a strong challenge, Every step on earth is very costly, Poverty and misery will dawn. The world is closing the door, Under the debris we are locked, Life has become a deep dungeon, All around a deep dismal hell. After two decades of deep toil, After every effort to touch the heaven, physical and emotional, Intellectual and spiritual we are in the same ground of absolute decay, a field of sheer failure. We have to live because we are bound to live, Living is the only way left open to us, With pain in heart and with blank eyes we have to live in the world, The ailing world and poorly life. @prabir Gayen: June 1,2020,6: 50 PM.