Going Back In Time Poem by Mamta Agarwal
Going Back In Time
On a visit to my home town,
I don’t know after how long.
I was struck by the old world charm,
People seemed serene and calm.
I went to all my favourite haunts
And caught up with old sweet hearts.
Years had lapsed, but we felt as if it was yesterday,
We recalled what fun it was on our birthdays.
We laughed and talked till wee hours,
As it got cold we lit a bonfire
And teased and mocked as if were children.
Growing up then was a real fun.
Our needs were few,
Perhaps, that’s all we knew.
There was a wonderful simplicity of desire.
Nostalgically we recalled as we saw the dying fire.
May God give you many such pleasant experiences when you go back in time. After 30 long years I tried to & located an old Presidency College dear friend in the city of my birth, and was informed that his wife is down with cancer! Only prayers are my answer! -Raj Nandy
the dying fire! yes...you said it wonderfully, mamta...well, your poem makes memory slip to ladders' down...10
Truly human and genuine Its always the past which Is so dear to our heart When present looks tricky And the future blinks a mystery. With your usual simple style You have honoured that realism. A good read. Thank you.
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Great memories from the past recreate the youth that we still hold in our grasp. I enjoyed this poem very much. Thanks...Theresa