When I Poem by Neela Das

When I sit alone and alone
And see the days I miss.
I feel the shades of time,
As frames of eternal bliss.
Then yard was filled with
The blessings of the Sun, and
Happiness always stayed.
I didn't know that time-sand,
Would grab my beautiful days.

It took my peace of mind,
With father, brother and mom,
Fading my days I care

Happiness left behind.