Seema Chowdhury

(14th September,1971 / Dhaka, Bangladesh)

Behind The wall


Why I always feel
Trapped behind the wall
waiting for the spring
To give me joy's call
So I can join in
And enjoy this lonely game
Known as ups and downs
Of life's basic aim
Why I always feel
Trapped behind the wall
Waiting for the summer
To give me joy's call
so I can move on
with time to catch
what fate has sent aside
For me to match
Why I always feel
Trapped behind the wall
waiting for the winter
To give me joy's call
So I can sing a song
Of joy and mirth
And find a purpose
To be on this earth
That God has created
For all of us to stay
Where time moves on
like waves in the bay
With its ups and downs
From the start of day light
And stretches till the curtain
Falls on the peaceful night.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Edited: Wednesday, April 27, 2011

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