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