A Slave Life! Poem by Ramesh T A

Can the Southern wind passing over the river bank
Speak to the smiling flowers dancing to its tune?
The smile of flowers mesmerizes me to stand and
See their beauty forever and ever forgetting time!

The oasis nightingale bird sings beautiful song of
Love and joy intoxicated by the paradise in desert!
Can the Southern breeze visiting the oasis now and
Then know of this song of love to pass on to everyone?

Like the Time that never turns back on its journey,
The Southern wind also never has the chance to come
Again to see all the things it has seen before to live
Once again the beautiful time spent on its course....!

Our thoughts are just a slave of life as the bard says;
Also, our life is a slave too to time that never turns back!
But the Time that takes survey of all things like the wind
Must have an end so that all things won't tantalize in life!