A Nostalgic Drag Poem by Sanjib Das

I am alone absolutely alone,
I visualise how my childhood had gone.
I want to get back my near and dear,
After death, they becomr star.

I am alone in my day-dream,
Now, I am far away from my present theme.
I want to get back my grandfather,
He was my real admirer.

I am alone in my work with thinking,
I still try hard all those things memorising.
I want to get back my ancestral house with beauty,
I consider to make it grandeur in my memory.


In my mind, I feel a nostalgic drag with fervour,
I want to get back all of them for ever.