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 crises-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 cannot retrieve   them now

But should I regret  the  moments lost, or

Hold on with hope, wait and not in vain!