Lost Time

Why stretch yourself so far in the past and seek among the lost years

No wings are eager to fly back into the mysterious realms of time

Although its shades do not diminish easily, one can try expunging them slowly

One has to decide on planting the saplings away from the remaining darkness

For them to strengthen their roots and branch with freedom and hope

Stultifying shades take away today’s vitality into some mysterious period

Youthful vigour has to look ahead, keeping their eyes on the roads ahead

Don’t waste too much time contemplating about changing the past

Sorry nights and exhausted daytime won’t allow the journey to proceed

Say goodbye to the restless spirits and pray for sound sleep with sweet dreams