Poetry from Md Easa Hossain (Subas)

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South Asian teen boy with short trimmed brown hair, clean cut, white collared school uniform shirt in a school hallways near windows open to the outside where there are trees.

Memories

Where are the days lost?

Going, memories of golden days.

The happy times are disappearing,

I remember the old memories. 

The times of sitting together, 

And chatting are changing.

How time has passed today,

I have grown up

One of the eternal truths of the world is that,

Life is beautiful if you adapt yourself to each moment.

Md. Easa Hossain (subas) is a student of grade nine in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.