The day passes by…
As the ticking of the clock strikes by,
So many events and moments
Slip away as joy currents…
Leaving behind the memory of the past
Which may help the happiness forecast
In our heart, in our mind and sense organs at last!
Sometimes we wait, sometimes
We move away in haste
Which may create a handful of waste…
Oh! What can I do? Can I
Bring back that passed away past
That may bring the colours, the charm
The rhymes and songs?
I can only repent, for the song is lost
For ever and ever lost!!