Welcome to Ashish Pal 's World

A dis­tant bell’s chime brings back old mem­o­ries alive,
An old tree, A swing & images quickly flashes by.

Liv­ing in a City of dreams, where nights glit­ter brighter than day.
I feel caged glanc­ing through the large win­dows of the Glass Palace.

Here dreams have tow­ered, leav­ing the man on the top all alone.
Try­ing to run ahead of time, has left all his friends behind.

In the greed of a greener pas­tures on other side of the glow­ing bridge,
He walked untrod­den path, leav­ing him with every­body unknown.

In the dol­drums, my thoughts strays to the a place beyond hori­zon.
Where the grass is greener and crack­ling laugh­ter trav­els distance.

A place where dreams were still col­or­ful but­ter­flies, to be chased.
Nights were a won­der and friends surrounded.

A place where bridge con­nected hori­zons,
where sun­light bright­ened up all the dark corners.

A place where the dawn mist glowed
where con­tent­ment river flowed endlessly.

A place where I am always drawn to,
It is the time to tell momma i am com­ing home.