A silent stay, a patient gaze
Numbered chimes drifting away
Splendid past, sweet reminiscence
Flashed in an instance
Glimpses of its stay
Shooting star, magical way
And again, the sky’s left grey
Leave those days, colored away
No added luster, let aged glory stay
Still towards the same principle incline
Pendulum’s to and fro, peculiar rhyme
Contrasting principles and ideals combine
An added flavor, a feeling sublime!
– © Nachiketa Sanyal
