Riding on the waves of memory
I collected so much pleasure
That filled my life's vista
With tons and tons of treasure
Where joys were all present
With the echoes of smile
That showed me the colored paths
To walk on for miles and miles
And there were also present
The wheel of miracle's fain
That wiped out from my mind
All my sighs and pains.
Seema Chowdhury
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-s-vista/
