When The Time Was Good
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Anil Kumar Panda
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Where that love has gone
Between the bees and flowers
Why birds have forgotten to
Play and plunge down into running rivers
Where is the sound of bell
That chimes peace in the dales
Why butterflies do not fly to
The swaying buds leaving curvy trails
Why silence rules thick
Across the lands, skies and lakes
Why the wind from foliage
Losses sweet fragrance along its tracks
Walking down the path
To graves in the early morn
Wish when the time was good
Leaving body the soul should have gone
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