OUR LIFE

Some laughter some tear,
of the near future I fear.
May hastily come to me,
sooner then expected to be.

If a treasure of laughter,
may follow soon after.
The present time for me,
is a wealth for eternity.

Present like wreath of gold,
hiding the sorrows of old.
Hideous times and gray skies,
beyond which the Sun rise.

Everyday glowing bright anew,
pierces clouds to reach you.
Peace and prosperity abound,
life's wheel keeps rolling round


Prasenjit©1997-2011

TROUBLED TIMES

Of troubled times I see,

coming like clouds readily.

With time they slowly gather,

conspiring - I guess rather.

Many days of rain and thunder,

the Sun peeps in end of blunder.

With its strength the Sun,

stays behind the clouds for fun.

It is testing times, hard times,

I'll pass it with rhyme and chimes.

The wind with dust fiercely rises,

mostly sorrow sometimes surprises.

The blazing and the roar,

testing my patience in furore.

It settles again with a dead calm,

with the world again in my palm.

Prasenjit©1997-2011