No Time Left For Me By Dr. Partha Banerjee Poem by Dr Partha Protim Banerjee

First Sunshine refused to stay
Big Potholes making me slow
Treacherous Monsoon decided to leave
When Charming Stars started to glow

No Time left for me
No food given to singing birds

They are lonely, they are tired
They are punished, even not spared
Though I know they will sing once again
And they will make me laugh and Free

But I may leave the world with a note
Never try to build your nest on a hanging tree