Passion

Memories called me 
From grey dust, 
I looked back in 
Distant past. 
 
Meadow of green valley 
Up and down, 
My sweet home in a 
Tiny town. 
 
Blue lakes lagoon and 
Insane wind, 
Royal rock house 
Almost ruined. 
 
Swimming sun rays 
Bathing in pond, 
Sand and soil in 
Friendship bond. 
 
Fruit, fish market 
Howl and cry, 
Fowl and duck in 
Sell and buy. 
 
Red brick Bridge on 
Water stream 
Swallows yellow 
Hot sun beam. 
 
Rain bows weep and 
Bows on huts; 
Drags my mind in 
Ifs and buts. 
 
I want to rush and 
Want to kiss, 
But my schedule 
I will miss. 
 
 
From foggy dawn to 
Dark hazy dusk, 
I have so many 
Nonsense task. 
 
I still reminisce 
Those midnights, 
Melting tears of 
Blue moonlight. 
 
From grey dust my 
Memories cry, 
I must go there 
Before I die.