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O God make me a child againso i can do whatever i like
bathe in the rain,dance in the sun
and spend hours gazing at the sky
i miss those times when
me and my brother would run up the stairs
lay down on the still warm summer roof
and found mickey mouse in stars
or my first sweet crush
on the tallest boy in the neighborhood
and my heart did those crazy somersaults
whenever my way he looked
i could shout at the top of my voice
when i was the happiest
and mom would hug me when i cried
wiped my tears after hours of fights
i used to beat up every boy i knew
and played truants in the twilight
holi used to be a public affair
when we sprayed colours at everyone in sight
bring me back that joy of abandonment
that unadulterated laughter,those unending smiles
take away this pretentious grown-up world
with wishful thinking and lots of sighs...
O God make me a child again.
(thanx pallu,u know hw i got d idea of writin dis one)
1 comment:
Hey! I was just about to say lovely post, when I noticed the note in brackets.
Yep, I had to hunt it down, but this is it:
http://expresspallu.blogspot.com/2006/06/flashback.html
We can make a good poetry together. Ok, do you want to try Hindi?
I played a game with an acquaintance once: we both started off from the point "Samandar kinaare ek ladki" and we traveled our own paths from there. They were diagonally opposite, but both equally beautiful.
Now let's see where you go... no cheating, don't look up my poem first... I want to see your dream. Although, you may write an English one if you want. What say?
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