IN THE SANDS OF TIME

The cascading fountain of your emotion
Your magical steps of love solemnly reach to spoil me
In the passion pyre -
Golden moments with you in utmost seduction
Seconds....minutes....hours
For a resonant celebration
Out of wind of worries and pain
The mystic lake emerges
In the daily race, a green fresh space
You touch my mind - my base
Down the memory lane.
At last, I find you as culminated agony
As I am a tired swan of sorrow and misery
A floating garden in fantasy
Of a distant dream, or amidst a dry oasis
The sand grows hot
Time bears decay and rot
Your life may not be fixed up in my life slot
So, sand of time and you
The synonym is Adieu!

Partha Pratim Majumder

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