My childhood was the time when i was innocent

My childhood was the time when i was innocent…

when the world seemed to be fair….

when my universe was around my toys.

My childhood was the time when 9i lived in dreams…

when everyone was selfless …

when everyone appeared to be a friend.

My childhood was the time when my life was full of colours…

when sorrows never knocked my door.

When smile was gift presented to everyone .

My childhood was the time when love was pure…

when there were no obligations…

when tenderness prevailed.

My childhood was the time which is long gone…

tears flow from my eyes when i go back in my childhood…

my childhood will never come back but…

the child in me will never go.

Poem By:  JAHANVI

9 Comments Add yours

  1. Mr. Militant Negro says:

    Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.

  2. Chris White says:

    That is wonderful indeed. 😃

  3. Akhila says:

    the ever sweet memories..

    1. Thanks for your support visit and comment 🙂

      1. Akhila says:

        my pleasure vikas

  4. Grandtrines says:

    Reblogged this on Still Another Writer's Blog.

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