Ershad Mazumder

Rookie (March 8, / House 1, Road 23B, Gulshan 1, Dhaka 1212, Bangladesh(Now live in Dhaka permanently.))

Youth - Poem by Ershad Mazumder

I am now a stranger to my own time
My time is now an onlooker.

I see my youth a dancing cricket
On the flowering breast of a rose
I see my youth a flowing river
With music and folksongs.

I see my youth a humming bee
Drinking honey from sweetest flower
I am now a stranger to my own time
Totally unnoticed and unlamented.

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  • Rookie Rema Prasanna (7/10/2008 10:51:00 PM)

    I am now a stranger to my own time
    My time is now an onlooker...
    These lines show the reflective images of life.. a very good write for youth and time on their hand and for the faded leaves.. a short span.. well expressed.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 10, 2008



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