𝐓𝐨 𝐌𝐲 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬

Mohammad Foysal Ahmed Akash

The times I passed there resting in your warm,

Gave me the purest memories of my life.

The jollier moments sprung from your charm,

relieved the soul from my darkest strife.

 

Wriggling soul battered from the scorching days,

drudged to find a place breathing for a while.

From nowhere you emerged in the strays,

unladen the cold sleets with your serene smile.

 

The day you left me, felt like hell in the heart,

I was in the dreary drains as before,

then your smile lit and torn all the strains apart,

Clung to my mind with the most beautiful colour.

 

Still, I pray to have you in my life again,

prayers will go on as long as the breaths remain.