Echoes of a Fleeting Journey

 

By Debasish Mondol

In three fleeting years, my time will wane,
My spirit must depart, leaving this earthly plane.
A vessel soulless, I leave behind,
Returning to the realm, where my essence aligns.

Regret lingers for deeds undone,
For family, for love, for everyone.
Yet, I embrace the fate that’s mine,
A journey’s end, by divine design.

Sent by my Lord in ancient days,
To witness Earth in all its ways.
Knowledge gained, experiences vast,
But sorrow shadows, evil’s grasp.

Peace and love, now shadows of old,
Forgotten the Creator, stories untold.
My mission ends, wisdom in hand,
Awaiting my Lord’s next command.

The mysteries of His will remain,
As I journey back, through time’s domain.
For He alone, the Creator of all,
Guides my spirit, heeds my call.

 

Nostalgic Reflections

By Debasish Mondol

 

Once a summer morning, I'm sitting in a room,

watching two kids playing outside.

It takes me back to when I was a kid too,

remembering the old days.

 

Childhood was gone; adulthood came,

making me mature again and again.

Time flies like a flash;

everything is gone, but memories stay.

 

Watching the angels laughing and talking

makes the scenery like paradise here.

A mother's love is so beautiful and blessed,

reflecting God's eternal love for us.