With Time All Is Gone

With Time All Is Gone In the untrodden sheath, Of my self, a sequestered and unattained heaven, You were as unknown dream Sleeping as one with Being, Never did I seek you, You were you as never were, It was my dream at an early life. Yes it was life full of vibrating dream, So true to my being. Life has gone with the setting Sun, Cold and lifeless aura is left behind, A deeply felt pain wordless to explain. How Can I express the warmth of life! Green fields are there Still Now, Same air with same Birds may be, But greenness is absent, Birds are there without same warmth of music, With Time heart is gone leaving pain for what has gone, O Life! Where has you gone! Eyes are empty to view the beauty, Beauty is lost without heart, Without the pain of the fear of Uncertainty, O uncertain life! Mysterious life! All is gone and only useless pain, Dead pain is left behind, I am living as if existing with some pre-occupations, As if doing some great thing by living, Love is lost, joy is lost and pain fresh and clean, Warm and poignant is lost too, Life is only bearing some dead memories, Success or failure chasing after worldly summit, To and fro like busy bees, O life! In which page are you finished! In which point you are dissolved? Dream my be false or fanciful, Life was nurtured with Dreamful uncertainty. Now only waiting to put this rag onto fire, With pyre to evaporate into the sky, Into the womb of great Nothingness. ********