Often Poem by dipak adhya

Often,
A boyhood mind peeps
Into my heart.

And when I can't resist myself
I go out with him
Behind the pond in southern side,
Over the meadows,
Unknown lanes and allies...

I wander among them
And at ease
They all become my friend.

Now I'm a middle aged man,
I can't share the thinking of the boy
And pen him through my poem,
But Alas!
Much can'tbe shared
Much can't be drawn
As I face,
The paucities of sounds and words itself!