After twenty years

Your eyes no more eagerly look for me,
Neither did I, for a long time,
in the din and bustle of life, inquire about you,
though beneath the same
stars and sun we are living

Grayish wings of owl reach out to the world of stars
leaving marshy field to the beckon of moon!
What enticements lured us?
that hailed us to sail in the river of our lives
from one harbor to another!

Old road becomes impassable one day
The golden hawk that circles in the blue sky will no more fly
Star that twinkles far from the madding crowd
will also silently disappear
Does love too grow old and one day disappear in time?

Green leaves of twenty years have
fallen off the trees of our lives
neither did you look for me nor I for you!
What we want we do not get
and what we get we do not want!

I am now back in my little hut -
here play the tall trees with tranquility,
Twilight hours of evening slowly crawl in
and fall on the green leaves,
Sound of dreams whisper – Realization is the father of Conviction

A candle burns in the silent cold night
Suddenly all dead stars appear in the sky
The light of dawn as if in the eyes of infirmity
Hello, if we could meet again after twenty years
At least to say once - we are the convicts in the court of Faith.