There is nothing left of my childhood
But some unforgettable memories
Which lightens up my mood
They were days of sweet innocence
With no real worries
Life with lot less noise
World around were simple
Winds moved with harmony
And all things were not a riddle
That was the time ,
All I wanted was a pony
But now ,I am unsatisfied with everything
Those memory can bring real me out
The child , which I have locked inside
But he is much safe in his hideout
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Blend of Emotions
PoetryAll the things we feel cannot be told in simple words But in poems we can feel them , however we want to reflect them. This is a poem collection Of random stuff which goes through my mind , the things I feel or which are stuck in there.. I t...
