Something past

Memories more than a decade’s exist
like fresh greenswards and bloomed flowers
available at the botanical garden.

The mood was to feel my presence
and I enjoyed the gifted weather,
looking wherever green and people
caring there handy cam those gleaming
when light and dark clouds exchange often
the pleasure inside the garden

Looking allover it remained the moments
rolling back on greensward slopes
besides wandered ever I was, thinking
like something never happened again
which was like a portrait today
when the light only bring those shadow

Lake as chill as it was eventide period
the stressful life inside sweater; waiting
as we swing for steamboats to arrive;
and the toy train in bank of man-made lake
as we move on it, joy comes through wind
and the only remaining train journey till.

Casual changes in life but unturned memories,
the invisible future never sign me – are none
inevitable is not going to be fine.
Those days are must enjoyed to its size
but in an unexpected world am.
I go somewhere today, but still I feel
missing the bliss and wisdom tells
there is more and some have no more.

It’s the opportunity and in a hopeless luck
everything is to enjoy, even the cold after sunlight;
my hands suffer for strength
and the only interest bring me up
if not whatever it was void, the interest,
power gives life this opportunity.

# Current song from Tamil film Nepali, my most favorite Kanavilae Kanavilae… a lovely song.