O that the good, golden and unforgettable days of the past,
Could, like the sands of Sybilla's hands, even till today, last!
The heavenly joint family systems would still continue today as before,
Unpaid Love and Peace, not riches and hatred, would be prevalent more!
O that marbles and catapults, not smart mobiles, would adore today's kids' hands,
Instead of Video Games, and PUBGs, they would be chasing butterflies in grasslands!
Lemonade and sweet curd, not Thumps Ups and Wine, would be the common drinks,
We would be breathing Nature's aroma, not room fresheners, deos and pollution stinks!
O that the past harmony would replace today's distrust, deception and courts,
Honesty would treachery; and Peace violence and homicide like sheep and goats!
The sober huts of Truth and affinity would replace the dazzling Domes of Falsehood,
Green veggies, Mother made natural dishes would deadly processed and poisoned food!
O that all would ardently dog, and fervently hug the olden golden steps,
Sweetest, heartiest and costliest would surely be, my Dream World's Life-grapes!
Copyright: Shankar D Mishra 21.08.19
Beautiful dream-poem!👌👏👏😍💐
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