One Day I Lost My Visualized Life Poem by Pravat Kumar Mandal

One day I lost my visualized life
Pravat Kumar Mandal

One day I lost my visualized life
On the long way of my aimless ferry
Today in the intense I wish to carry
My funky hands on your side to survive.
It's uncertain to find the happy days
Like a buskin what is lost doesn't come back
And lasts as the token of the old crack
Grabbing the lost memory I feel gay.

If you surrender yourself fully to me
As before I'll give you satisfaction
If you can't curb your curiosity
As before you can frankly relish me.
In me if fail to find your perfection
My punk heart will take the liability.

August 19,2019