A Glimpse!

The sun rays have left the garden croft Yet evening seems so far away everywhere is a placid stasis – a mental illusion time never stops for anyone we feel it stuck we see it flying it neither stops nor ever flies right now it moves on a steady gate the grayness falls all around in mind are flashing many scenes lost somewhere in the vales of past carrying with it all the joys the memories of my dear toys I never played with but always kept them safe in shelves away from all the girls and guys; among those toys I loved the most my lovely doll my pink pet pup of soft fur my planes, my trains, two teddy-bears I still feel sad for the orange deer Pricked to death by a pointed pin My heart still waits for the parrot I let out from the cage Out of pity And saw it flying with a child’s wonder Thinking… “did I deserve it? ” I still recall that sleepless night The next day school was the saddest day… The passing time is a wonder doc. I did not feel that aching stop I did not know it stopped or shifted to some new grown pains The nature and complexion changed The morale of the story is It’s the worth bargain when we get the pain in such exchange In fret and strife, it’s the salt of life… The evening has fallen deep now - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Thank God, the home is not far away! ! !