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  37.     

I miss my childhood

I miss my childhood everyday

This missing increases day by day
I miss those days of happiness
which were full of joy and naughtiness

I miss my grandpa's magnificent love
I miss my grandma's food serve
I miss my village and my darling home
Now I am sad and alone

I was used to go garden daily evening
where I see the day changing
I play their with my friends
who were perfect in that and were legends

I miss stealing of mango from trees
I miss those mountainy friendly trees
I miss play of hide and seek
we hide on guava's great peak

I miss my fields and ponds
I miss that sweet smell of my lands
I miss the scolds of elders
I miss my village builders

I miss my grandpa's old shoulders
I miss my village's brave soldiers
I miss my cow's sweet milk
I miss my cranky and playful tricks

No one can return my childhood
And that hunt for fruits in woods
I have left my childhood very far
But I need life like that with no bar

I am hungry for that love of village
my hunger becomes more with age
In this world of stress and worries
I want back my childhood glories

Life is such a name
That plays with everyone, a different game
But in every game there is some hopeful ray
I miss my childhood everyday.



(27 march 2010, Lucknow)
 
Shashank Dwivedi

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  38.     

I miss my childhood

I miss my childhood,
Miss my mommy’s lap,
The lullabies that my grandpa sung,
The breakfast my granny prepared for me.

I miss my childhood,
Miss the brother-sister fights,
The way the small secrets we kept,
The days we dreamt of becoming someone big.

I miss my childhood,
Miss the friends’, who were never mean,
The teacher so caring,
The playground where we played for hours’.

I miss my childhood,
Miss my dad’s arms which did hold me and wrapped me throughout,
The chocolates he bought so frequently,
The wonder rides he took me to.

I miss my childhood,
Miss the tree where I sat for hours,
The teddy which was my life,
And the way you consoled me dad whenever I cried….


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Jinal Oswal

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Childhood

Most people wonder
Whats so important about being young?
I will tell you
Childhood is a time to conquer fears
and live
Childhood is a time for peace
to explore the world in many ways
these years are the protected years
the most beautiful in life
Childhood is the ability to imagine
hope and wonder
for we never know what lies ahead
Childhood are the best in life
Childhood is learning about all the wonders
that lie ahead
It's the crack of light between two eternities of darkness
for when you live
you explore
The high-pitched squeals of laughter from
children are inevitable
One flash of light and now these children
are doctors and lawyers
and being the best they can be.
 
Just In Love

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When My Childhood Dies

You see it in the my eyes,
The walls are built up on me.
Delightness will replaced my guiltiness,
When my childhood dies.

Afraid to show surprising face because of my shame of be young and dumb.
It's best to hold your tongue,
When my childhood dies.

Uniqueness deemed unwisely on
One’s life must it fit in.
And wear a different skin,
When my childhood dies.

Behind adult disguise,
A too tight gown.
All naturalness shut down,
When my childhood dies.

You see it in the eyes,
At nine or eight.
Before, if that's their fate,
When my childhood dies soon.
 
Evevona Plummer

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