It is nice to hear about yester years
It may please and give joy in ears
It was somebody yesterday
It may be your turn today
I think too much of to tomorrow
The mind remains occupied and did not allow
No concrete action can be thought over
Yesterday can’t provide any cover
You keep in sight of yesterday
Think precisely of today
The present should occupy real position
There has to be some permanent transition
We can’t think of better yesterday
It has gone and left nothing for the day
The future may trouble us for some action
We have nothing to offer as solution
We may not be able to talk of past
The days were counted to last
We were under somebody’s protection
We were brought up under influential section
No tears for past must be shed
It can’t shape future to be lead
We will stay as complete dead
If message is not clearly read
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem