Labyrinth
Somewhere have I lost those eyes that used to have dreams
Those years are lost; those throbbing moments of playfulness
The long walk towards school, hand in hand with my childhood charm
Her face shone, mine too, actually the faces of all children did so
Did the Sun match our glow in mirth and enthusiasm? I doubt
Our afternoons were full of the smiling blue canopy
That always blessed us though we did not understand it then
All of it was so natural, so easy flowing
Today my childhood tries to sneak in my present
It gets unnerved by those frowning figures
Of my real-life obligations and matured responsibilities
My childhood finds a dark and lonely passage somewhere
In the labyrinth of the grown up me; for a moment
Flowers bloom, birds sing and the morning smiles again…
That lasts only for a moment; my grown-up me then
Grabs the collar of that child and like a pensive sentry
Gravely leads it back to where it had been
His face grim, though his eyes
Wet and glistening
In search of those dreams perhaps…
Copyright © Prasenjit Banerjee | Year Posted 2014
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