Past Days Areheavy

Past days are heavy Past days are heavy, Mind looks for past so dearly, As if life is no more, Real life seems disappear in the dead past. sensualstupidly seems only alternative to forget the sweetness of the past, Past is so sweet and appealing. The thunder and lightning, The storm with painful emptiness, The unknown fear of life do appear but the warmth of being is lost, Life once chewed with mystic pain, love, Joy and fear with uncertainty and throbbing Joy of wanton feeling is no more, The fragrance of soil and flowers, The aroma of divine presence, The spring season of the mind, The deep pain of Love and Joy, The Life with different forms and colours with different tune and muse on the horizon of death, Life has lost all glory and keenness, All dreams of being and becoming. @prabir Gayen: 6/05/20: 9: 10.AM.