Now and Then Getting inspired From the old childhood days When we did not search for the hiding clouds But wanted to cage the waking sky. Mind was not tamed It was free like a mad waterfall. Idle locks and keys Meanings and complexities Have opened the doors of personal chaos Today, from the lens of youth it is seen that Old age wears a spectacle and smiles back. Time is too obvious to talk about Let it pass. Gears and shields pave the track And the train of passion finds its only way My love, your rose was too delicate But the colour it washed me with Has still not faded Maybe I should call you again. Whatever our love meant I am ready to walk on the dusty road.