Those Days Have Passed By Poem by umaprosad das

Those days have passed by
Full of peace, happiness and brotherhood
To share and care each other's affair
With love affection in neighborhood
Instead, isolated families standby

Those days have passed by
When Festivities, get together, social functions
Worship, rituals and devotional songs
Filled the air and sky with sweet resonance
All exist, but where peace? People do cry

Those days have passed by
When blooming flowers invited the spring
Cuckoos melodious tune reminded all
"It's the Holi* spring, the high time to enjoy and sing"
No past remorse; Sundry festivities were in air and sky

Those days have passed by
When peacocks danced with clouds' thunder
Spreading the god-gifted beautiful wings
The onlookers enjoyed in awe and wonder
Could it be avoided by any passersby?

Those days have passed by
When people welcomed heartily and served
Known, unknown guests at their doorsteps
Who, they think, rightly deserved
Honour and hospitability, no avoidance, no shy

Those days have passed by
Of fellow feeling, sympathy and good will
People are crazy and busy in self concentration
Running after money with endless zeal
People's hunger does never die

• Famous Festival of Indians