Reminiscence Poem by Pravat Kumar Mandal

REMINISCENCE
Pravat Kumar Mandal

In a small village I spent my childhood.
Many a busy morning I past well.
Plenty of trees here and there though no wood
With the serenity, no din and bustle.

I did three major tasks at certain times.
Studying, schooling, playing and then studying.
This busy living life could find no crimes.
Then the age of subjection for everything.

I myself built my own world as I wished
Where my dreams were kept awake day and night.
To an unknown future it could have led
Me, and though I'm still fighting in that fight.

The past is the past, it does not come back.
Actions of the past make the present track.

August 22,2019