NOSTALGIA
you can retrieve memory
history records transactions
with your help
we can dig our past
lay hands on every minutest details
you are such a faithful friend
can you get me back
my youth my love
days of dare-devil actions
my village chained by
an artificial border
though we are bound by the same sky
same river flowers love and hatred
where the bells of a church
conchs of a temple and
the azan of a mosque
mingle together in perfect harmony
and purify the air that
we breathe in every moment
till we breathe our last Rajkumar- Jaipur
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Time is the cruelest enemy- over time we loose all- but memory remains. A nice poem that touches inside.