Gone are the days
says he with a sigh
know not what he means
as he looks high.
Those days were golden
says he with a sigh
wonder what he means
as he looks high.
The good old days
says he with a sigh
stay close to him to find
as he looks high.
They are bygone
says he with tears
hold his hand to comfort
as he looks high .
She is no more
cries he inconsolably
stroke his head with love
as he looks high.
I wish to join her
sobs he uncontrollably
I break down and weep
as he looks high.
Meenas Poems 