Unfit Self To Time

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Unfit self to Time The blue horizon stands as before, Air blows with similar Joy and sorrow, Clouds pass over the rooftop and field, In the forest birds chirp with rapture, Nature is always the same with time, The sun the moon and the stars are same. Only the season of my mind changes, Life is not the same as it was ere, Rapid change has made me think Of life, The sign of life is too wan to feel, Summer and spring have lost the lustre, Autumn and winter are the vanguard of death, Dream of life is finished in the dew. Soundless rain drenches my heart and soul, Memory of life once lived is Very strong, Bygone days are sweetly warm and glad, With painful emptiness it flutters, The wings of my dreamful life and Joy, Now I am alone sitting by myself. All the roads of my life is blocked now, The ways and the streets are unknown here, The Earth has become a stranger to me, Dear and near ones do appear vague faces, All the colours of life is now fade, Sweet songs that charmed the soul is empty. With silent steps life has flown away, The strange and unknown world Is it to me, With no sign of life, and death prevails around, In the field of life I am a stranger, Uprooted by the violent storm of Time, Only death can become a redemption. @prabir Gayen: 5 June,2020,2: 43 AM.

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