Author: Bijoyeti Ghosh
I stood in a lone island,
Staring fixedly at the floating clouds
Thinking about my past.
Many happy and sad days of my life.
The lost memories recapitulate,
As I stood in a lifeless state,
A lone island.
Songs are lost somewhere in the mind,
Gifts are forgotten in the passage of time,
But memories haunt throughout your life.
As I stood in a lone island
My memories floated through my mind,
Like the clouds trough the sky.
Sometimes happy, sometimes in a sad mood
Remembering my golden childhood,
I stood in the lone island,
Alone all alone