Vagabond Mind Poem by MONI ROY GHOSH

I did not talk to you long ago
I have not seen much in your eyes.
The two eyes which made me feel confused.
What did you think you forgot?
The rain is like a wet, unsteady bird
Find the missing memories of today.
Burned in the sunny sunlight
I repeatedly saw the courtyard of the mind
The rain water can not touch
Just in the sight of the uneven desert.
One way to avoid depression and despair
I'm tired of today
As far as the eye goes, no, neither you nor...I'm just lonely..