How Sweet Were The Past Days Poem by umaprosad das

How sweet were those past days left back
I feel when flashed over in my mind screen
I enjoy the happy moments of the lost track
That would never be back again to be seen

Childhood days, full of pleasure and dream
Free from liability, anxiety, burden and stress
No aim, no high ambition to be serious extreme
Eating, playing, enjoying with parents' care and grace

My First Lesson started lightly in a playful style
A, B, C, D.., and the numbers from one to hundred
No haste, no crazy, no competition to compile
Database or storage bank of knowledge to upgrade

Around my small hamlet, Bandar by name
I spent my boyhood in liberty and pleasure
I played and picked up fruits in the garden
Besides school hours, day long at my leisure

Open grounds, mango groves, ponds for bathing
Grazing and green corn fields surround the village
In the North a small river, Kandar is zigzagging
So pleasant, under vast blue sky, were my boyhood days