Bleed Green

Nowhere to go

Remembering...

I spent a day, a day in days;
Last of my childhood ways.
Yet, I was unable to perceive,
A change in me so drastic indeed.

Today ,the sun shines with the same might
But oh! is there the same delight?
Is it difficult for the past to substitute with present?
and bring back those melodious heavens?

Life seems a misery as it goes,
No saddle to the time that flows.
Little time for the past is all I want,
In the world where the future haunts.
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