Back into my childhood days
I usually visit them again and again
Weren't they just full of love 'n life?
When few were the troubles
And less were worries.
When happiness ruled my heart!
When my world was small
And big in its own way.
When there was plenty of time,
For friends and laughter
And for being a creative ass.
When one counted stars at night
And gazed at the clouds in the day.
When one was happy to be left alone
For many a childish deeds.
When one was appreciated
For what one did
And was told all those fairy tales,
which made me disappear
In my dreamland.
Oh how time just flew away,
Leaving me behind,
Just to stand there.
Isn't it really awful?
To see my books,
Filled from top to bottom...
In the shelf,
Which was once
My very own doll house.
Oh! How really cunning it is
To have left me crying
For my childhood days.
21/07/97
