CHILDHOOD
When that smiling kid had grown,
Was it too quick and unknown?
Felt like those moments were from yesterday,
Sadly there are things that can never stay.
Remembrance of the morning alarms,
Playing with toothpaste, asking parents some alms.
Terrified times with a bag and bottle, heart afraid of schools,
Trudge sadly in and joyful returns from those rooms.
Curiosity and Excitement omnipresent,
That early morning smell of grass and attendance,
Those early morning sound of dew drops,
Crackling of wet leaves by sunshine,
With those careless muddy falls in the playgrounds.
Those stupid urges to see the girls,
And felt shivers by those slight touches.
Oh, that running scared after the first kiss,
Memories, too foolish, yet so fresh.
Those first puffs of the smoke,
The frenzy eyed fear for the taste of first liquor,
The gasping awe and shock of the adult stuff,
with uncontrolled excitement hidden on those stories.
Teaming and Bullying with other kids,
Marking territories and the urge to kill,
That unending happiness with umpteenth energy,
To take on the world with those little clumsy hands.
Sad and Myriad feelings when in the house,
Nagging and bashing on every tantrums,
Those fake studies with comics inside books,
And confrontation of report cards with elders on the hook.
Hunger for few achievements and accolades,
That dying thirst for a few praises,
Always tethered as would a bad example,
Sucking oneself deep in more lies and deceit.
That innocent laughter after some pranks,
And those funny reactions for covering the tracks,
With certainty for some inevitable bashings,
And the innocent swearing of never repeating them again.
Everything has become so hazy now,
This wasn’t the future that was promised for,
Wish could have lived life more freely,
If I could have only known the ordeal would be same.
