A poem I came up with for my college magazine
The cool breeze flows through my hair,
As I wonder where the days passed by,
Those days where only the dark rooms scared us,
Those days where neither the skill mattered nor the flair,
How did it matter - how we looked, how we dressed?
Mirrors were only for funny imitations,
Or for posing about as if we were supermodels,
Showing off all the clothes we possessed!
Felt as if I had touched the sky-
Sitting on daddy's sturdy shoulders,
Cherish able are those walks with Grand-dad;
And all those forbidden ice-creams he did buy.
Sitting on daddy's sturdy shoulders,
Cherish able are those walks with Grand-dad;
And all those forbidden ice-creams he did buy.
My mother taught me how to walk,she led the way,
The softest touch was hers;
Grandma preached through the bedtime stories,
Listen to your heart is what she’d say!
Love was just a simple four letter word,
We cried only when toys broke,
'Cause hearts were mere shapes back then,
Now it's all too blurred.
When life existed within a bubble of trivial joys,
Confined to chocolates, games & toys,
It all seems so child-like now,
That Barbie v/s G. I. Joe, Girls v/s boys!
A snap back to reality and I'm thankful for the reminiscences,
'Cause the world may change but they never will,
Bringing back a smile to our faces,
As we struggle through life's different phases!
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