The Spring

Some time back SPRING had come Though now I cannot recall, when. Nor the joy or sorrow it evoked Or the feelings rising in me then Spring or autumn has no meaning When the colors of life is fading And you spend your time watching The changing hues of the days passing. Boredom overcast the mind Memory slips, all left behind, A certain time comes in life That tears the heart, yields to strife. The body and mind fail to hold The glitter in you and all that was god. Vegetating in a blank room And wind criss-crossing through the window As sole companion blowing away my annul Lets me breathe away my mental shadows. Gainful moments often slip away Before I realize its worth sustaining life And I know, I can not retrieve them now But should I regret the moments lost, or Hold on with hope, wait and not in vain! ------- By Jay-en