Forgotten Past Poem by Mula Veereswara Rao

The memory of swimming in the pool with the
pollen of Lotus flowers is still fresh!
Also chanting poems of mine under full moon light and your delight,

Now you have grownup,
Money became motivation,
Life became wealth narration.
Sounds of currency coins thrills you.
How sound of 'tabala' touches you?

You deserted flowers and rainbows and
started using smile economically!
Your ecstasy eclipsed by Earning!

I hope you remember past in
the amidst of your affairs

Please wakeup before 'feeling'
sinks in the sands of rich!

* tabala- kind of musical instrument