I close my eyes like a little girl,
Slip down the memory lane..
What a fun it used to be,
Strangely now turned into a pain..
Lying upside down on the floor,
Watching sunset through window-pane... Playing with adorable pets,
Dancing madly in the rain...
Drawing rainbow on a paper,
Sailing paper boats in water..
Running after the toy train,
Made me a happy daughter..
Life seemed like a roller coaster,
Growing up was a dream..
Now life pisses me off,
And I wish I could scream..
Lovely smiles I used to see,
Walking down the busy street..
Laughing, playing, rolling & bowling,
Bubbly people I used to greet..
Running on the footpath near the roads,
I used to play and laugh..
Counting stars in the sky at night,
I used to take a photograph..
Friends I had were like bro & sis,
They made my childhood joyful..
Never did I feel alone with them,
My world was calm & peaceful..
Time has taken an about turn now,
Everything has changed..
Smiles have turned ugly & fake,
Life & dreams are rearranged..
Friends aren't my friends anymore,
I have become insignificant..
Meanness is what define their core,
And they think I'm acting different..
A lesson I learnt from people around,
Nothing lasts forever..
They always try to drag you down,
Damaging all your endeavour..
Meaningless things have taken the space,
No love, no passion left..
Heartless people are moving around,
Hopes and devotion bereft..
I wish I had a magic wand,
Could look through intellect & change..
Fill deep affection in hearts of people,
Look beyond a boundless range..
I walk on the seashore & I think,
Life is a riddle, a mystery..
It will not move in a blink,
But soon will become a histor
I think..
I think about love.. I think about life...
I think about my passion and I think about my wife..
I think about the meetings.. I think about her charm..
I think about the dreams and I think about that farm...
The farm used to have a tree in the middle,
we used to sit and cook on a griddle..
While sitting and eating, we used to plan.. Under the sun, she used to get a tan..
Lying on my lap, she used to say.. Love me more and make me stay...
Running behind her, I used to fall.. She used to laugh and I used to crawl...
I knew one day, she has to go.. The laughs will fade so I wanted it slow...
And then one day, she left me alone.. it blew me up, without backbone...
Sitting near her grave, today I think... the moments we spent together, will never sink...
Tears roll down as I write her name, she gave me strength, she gave me flame..
Walking alone down the street, I think about her eyes..
I think about the time and how it flies...
She must be happy, up in the sky,
I don't have a choice but just to sigh...
I think about love.. I think about life...
I think about my passion and I think about my wife..
Love has got no boundaries, no bars..
But definitely, there was a fault in our stars...
By: Sritama Banerjee
Sitting on a chair and thinking about you.. Thinking about the reasons that got me blue..
All chit chats and the fights that we do.. Little do I say, as I don't have a clue..
Why do we fight when we love even more, to get the answer I dig my core..
Core says baby it happens when you love, keep the ego aside and him all above...
Keeping things in place, I said to myself; core is right and I will excel..
Pick up the phone and drop him a message.. Walk down the street and through the terrace..
Agreeing to the core, I ran towards his home.. People were astonished as I forgot to comb...
My head got a spin when I saw him coming, forgot all the pain and started humming..
I gave him a hug and forgot all the stress, I guess he smiled and looked at my dress...
Laughing he said what's up with the red skirt, oh well, I said, it's to skip the dirt...
Laughing down the street, we went back home, promising he said I won't leave you alone...
Then I realized something about life, it requires passion to keep it alive...
Not all is about moments of joy and love.. its also about moments of fear and shove..
That's how I perceive it now, live and love freely and take a bow...
By: Sritama Banerjee
