I left my past
I left my past there,
Where I was, my childhood,
and my dream of the future.
Leaving my past behind,
where my childhood was spent dusting.
The village is deserted,
and the bended dirt road.
I am chasing after the miracle of
some of the dreams
that are stuck in my mind,
as if all the lies are engulfed in love.
The long-distance pedestrian is still moving,
with an unknown target.
I don’t know how far I can go,
I have two feet where to stop,
still walking, I have a long way to go.
Sometimes looking for that past,
Anxious to bring the sauté to
all those sweet memories,
that have fallen asleep
in the womb of the past.
The desire is to tell the world
that she will return,
holding the hand of time, slowly,
I go back to that past that I left.
Ranjan Kumar Nayak
Puri, India
