The ever elusive life ..

While I search the meaning of life .....I have this feeling that it is passing me by ..

In the gilded cage my days failed to remain All those colourful days of mine They couldn't endure the burden of tears and joy All those colourful days of mine I had hoped they would learn – The notes of my heart's melody But they disappeared leaving so much unsaid – All the colourful days of mine I dream, as if with great yearning They roam around the cage of mine – All those colourful days of mine All this pain – are they futile Are they just flights of fancy Will nothing linger ever in the sky All those colourful days of mine.

~ Tagore translated by Ratna De