I was encaged by your deep sight.
My mind was destroyed by your wants.
It was made me mad.I like the dress,
which you wear for attracting me.
Your words are very close to my heart.
I still remember the memories of class room
and the memories of space outside of class room,where all the romantic time spent by us.
I miss the desk's last row of the class room
where we spent all the romantic time.
That small shop in front of our collage
could back us some memories of good days.
We want to back to the college days.
Where we spent all the romantic days of our life.
The shadow of the big tree still continuing her searching for us.
We were the best romantic person,
who were sitting under her shadow.
The tree was listening all romantic talks of us.
I think she must miss us now.
The class room has remembered all the past,
when I was visiting the class room again.
I asked the class room about all
the romantic day's of our past.
The room was replied that you people are the best lovable people, I found till today.
Still maybe the road in front of the college
has cover by the red, yellow flowers
of caesalpinia pulcherrima.
All the new student go into the college
by using that road, which is covered by red,
yellow flowers.
Some flowers are older than others.
The lower rain gives some freshness to these flowers.During the heavy rain falls all these
flowers starting floating.
No one knows where to stop.
The flowers are floating towards tomorrow.
The beautiful red, yellow flowers which
I loved to look.
written by : Prabal Satpathy
