Life Discovers Its New Laws. Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

A recent past dream
has now turned a silvery shadow
that peeps out only at my cherished leisure.
Time changes things.
We change ourselves.

That past companion used to
eat up most of my idle hours.
Worshiping the laws of daily domestic life
ever takes a huge price!

You may be born an extraordinary;
you often have to struggle for ordinary existence!
Regular life is more complex than metaphysics.
Philosophers and working class never merge
as they have different religions and deities!
That elderly dream has not yet lost in a new-moon night
though the silver disc seems only to be utopia!