To Those Beautiful Evenings

To those beautiful evenings,

In the arm of love and care;

I deliberately feel the need,

To cherish such moments in-sneer!

To those moments of dusk's,

Unaffected by unfair chances of life;

I deliberately feel the need,

To ask the age of freedom lying there!

To the chirping of birds and winds of east,

Sheltering small children under roof of such trees;

I deliberately want to ask,

Where the time flew or do I stand a choice to reverse this go?

To the moments of joy,

And innocence in the phase;

To the FRIENDS in the township

And love waiting near the park passing by-

I deliberately want to ask;

Don't you feel the need to travel back,

On transparent times we miss every now and ahead?