Extracting few seconds of Halcyon from the past, gives you a solacing shake. But, Making every second a Halcyon in the present, will be a forever reminiscing records.
After a hectic day I sit by my window With a cup of coffee Remembering​ halcyon childhood When life was joyous Without any chaos Now there is a price to pay for everything To live to laugh to stay happy and satiated.
How encumbered are our souls to look back at the naiveity of childhood as the halcyon days of our lives when we lacked sensibility, yet everything made sense?
The early days Of wooing And dating The secret glances The stolen kisses The initial euphoria Of infatuation The encomiums And sweet nothings The lavish eulogies And endless praises The flirtatious flattery A treat to the senses The halcyons of Every married couple Unforgettable Sweet memories Etched forever