Will the nowhere days come again?
In nowhere time?
When I can be the nowhere man,
Without my precious mobile,
Without any prescheduled timetable,
Without any complicated compulsions.
Where the mind is totally free,
To think or not to think,
To imagine or be a lazy drag.
To see the sky with closed eyes,
And contemplate the universe within myself.
To let all worries dissipate into nothingness.
And just feel blessed for the beauty of creation,
And for life and living and love.
Subir Chakraborty
21st February 2026


Very nice and Lovely
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Full of nostalgia for the bygone days that will never return. Great poem Subir! 👏👏👏
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