Cruel Time

CRUEL TIME Dr Ranjit Dutta How can I ask time To return my youth? How can I tell someone That I want to be young again ? Alas! cruel time has Stolen everthing. While I feel I become spellbound I ask my Solitude Whereabout my smiles? My speechless solitude Has no answer. My countless dreams Scattered in muteness Sufferings chase my emotions In sleepless nights. My lonliness replies Weeping in melancholy isn't easy. Both my palms and toes are Full of silica of love. Yes, once I walked On it's seashore Holding hands together.