When the auburn setting sun fainted
I dipped in the shades of reminiscences
flew the sprightly dancing birds
Migrating back to the home of their old ancestral…
Unlike the human who leaves
ne’er turns and looks back
The scent of the nostalgic dust
Of thy motherland
although when fills the nostril
of the wetted eye…
How hath the colour changed of the sky
I watch the clouds move
from the place where I once dwelt
to newer horizon…
long years ripens the hair
white silver streak visible
yet awaits the native soil
re tread of the same feet
which has lost the path
under the blue firmament.
soumyav 
gorgeous! very true, human beings severe their ties ruthlessly!
Thanks Sharmishtha. Yes seldom people realize the true worth of others and the native land.
The blue firmament binds us, despite our differences. Cheerz
Yes , it speaks and reminds us wherever we are
Beautiful imagery in the words, and nostalgic message.
Thank you dear
Very evocative verse.
Interestingly, in today’s world, technology empowers us to ‘be present’ and leave our electronic footprints wherever and whenever we choose to. So even if we choose not to look back, we need not lose out on :
“…..The scent of the nostalgic dust
Of thy motherland
although when fills the nostril
of the wetted eye…”
Do you not therefore see yourself blessed to be living during these times?
Shakti
HI Shakti! Yes ,you are right that we are born and living in such an age where technology has bridged the gap of communication and has allowed to make us be present virtually at almost all teh places where we wish to be . Thats a boon,yet the real presence and the fact that we are away cannot be chnged.The feel of the nostalgia shall always remain whenever anyone misses his/her motherland and the call of the silent dust will always echo in hearts.
I watch the clouds move
from the place where I once dwelt
to newer horizon…- this is great, thanks, Soumya. Your poems seem to be always filled with natural description like this one, and obviously this is one thing I’m lacking. Thank you.
HI Subhan! This is just the natural thought Subhan! And Iam sure you too co relate with it ,most of all the immigrants do share the same cloud of thought. You are good in your own style and description. Thanks for kind words.
Blessings and love to you, Soumya ♥
Reminds me of the song “Yeh Jo Des Hai Tera’ from Swades….
AN apt song Allwin, it too evokes the same emotions.