Desired Goal Poem by Neela Nath Das
Desired Goal
We are going to old age,
we are now morose,
The sky is always solemn here,
every hour happiness goes.
If anyone offers me
to go back to my past,
I'll jump and hold my hand up
to be the passenger first.
The yellow ray of the sun
will ignite fire in me.
Enough I have seen
of my grown up days,
no more of it I want to see.
Lo! the elders of my neighborhood,
are peeing with smiling face.
We all will go for a hiking,
and enjoy making mess.
My grandpa will advise us
to stay calm without shout.
Roaming around the flowing
brook we'll try to catch trout.
No worries, no care of adulthood
then can catch our weary soul.
Oh! let's be back to our childhood,
and it's my desired goal.
Good poem...i miss that phase too but certainly i dont want to go back as i cant work hard to pass all those horrible school exams... salute to childhood...from the distance! ! !
A good childhood makes a wonderful adulthood :) It also makes this poem! Nice work!
Wao what a thematic poem...returning back to childhood seems to be a childish desire, if anyone has right to do so then majority of us want to do so, but i don't want to go back, i don't want to face all that troubled years...hope your innocent desire comes true in dream: -) haha
A good poem Hari, I would love to go back in my past to correct a few mistakes.
A strong desire to retrace our steps and go back to the point from which we started! ! A desire so rampant in everyone, especially for those in the evening of their lives! ! Often I am plagued by this desire! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/20/2024 1:02:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
lovely poem about the drooping life or say dusky and desire to be a child, an innocent creature/child mirth is the worth