The Child In Me

On the shores of memories, this morning
With me, my childhood walked along
Holding my hand, he smiled at me
And sang for me the long forgotten song

The worriless time of leisure
And the days of merry
The evening walks with grandpa
And grandma’s tales of the fairy

Those days of learning A, B, C
Struggling to count 1’s and 2’s
The innocent cheatings I did
In the games, I was about to loose

Waiting for the birthday
The pride in cutting the cake
Craze for chocolates and ice cream
Pleasing mama for the sake

Helping Dad with little things
Buttering him to by a BAT
Roar like a tiger in his absence
Before him, sit like a cat

At the sight of an airplane
My tiny eyes dreamt to fly
And Paper planes, as a result
Competed with them and flew High

Also the paper reminds me
Of boats in the rainy days
The shrill shouts of excitement
As they waded the streamy ways.

Why, what, where and How?
Stupid questions, flavored with innocence
Sparks of imagination, fuel of fantasy
Illogical conclusions of intelligent nonsense

I knew no meanings of words then,
Yet every expression was very true
Knowingly, today, I behave so different
Why? I my self have no clue

Here I am today, growling
With the pain of survival
Like a prisoner, I am
Facing the life’s bitter trial

Give me back, my time of leisure
Give me back my days of peace
Let me count the stars again
Let me run around the trees

Yes! I have left him far
Far as the horizon is, from the shore of the sea
Only Dull and helpless shouts I hear today
From the lonely and forgotten child in me