Nostalgia With Reverie Poem by Subrata Ray

Memory's Romance.

Some days and years
With them bear
Pleasant fruits of memory
And remain buried in us
With cosy quenching touch
And exhort as soothing Oasis.

Unsaid love in countenance is felt
Emotion, infatuation, admiration well dealt
And privilege of sweet company
In giving Lift through bike ride
Or a hand made Cup of Tea
Serving with Pride
Reveal like a secret panorama, one by one.

The bygone days of blooming green
Revive like the dear and roe in wild green
To say some thing without saying
From the long preserved treasure of life.

Perhaps you are Wife of a Husband
Or a Husband of a Wife
It may be one's Whole bachalorship
Or marriage of a woman to a tyrant whip,
Or the monotonous rations of the squirrel and bear
Or the mask of "happy family " you wear.

Yet you know
Where ever you go
In your silent leisure
Your unexpressed love
Delights you with no measure.

And if it happens
You find a scope
And are urged to say
The ever cherished word
Can you open the Hidden Heart?
Or admit the colossal link!