A Faded Calendar, Faded Childhood

Scrubbing the graphite trails on the walls

soaking the old calendar with soap water

whitewashing those crooked lines, reminiscing when I used to raise my foot to mark my height

wiping the lipstick dated back to 2010

scratching the Disney stickers from my bookshelf, which used to my mount Everest, commencing the hiking form first row to the top

there was joy in pain and tears of laughter.

Air pressing hard on my face

pushing my sister's cycle to gain momentum

putting her on my lap and happiness was in my bag

now I am hanging our pictures on the walls

Running around the park

sand in shoes

waiting for the ice cream vans on Saturday afternoons

park is abandoned and vans are no more there

Swimming competition in the bathtub

playing with bubbles assuming them to fishes

jumping into puddles and making paper boats

I never feared that my boat would sink

now I am flying the airplane of my dreams, sinking the boat

Wrapping myself in the blanket to stay away from evil

drawing on my plate with leftover curry

now I am washing the dishes just like fading memories

Popping the bubble wrap

tingling taste of sour patches

relishing the orange and lemon juice on hot summers

Maltesers chocolate was my favorite

sneaking into the kitchen

snacks on early weekends

waking up at 5 AM to watch Powerpuff girls

standing on a chair to reach top shelves

hitting my head, now I am embracing those scars

Sick leaves from school

watching Disney and Discovery laying on the couch

mum feeding me food

drinking only from my special mug

now I am picking up the shattered pieces

Disney had magic and the tooth fairy was real

Innocence was all that I knew

Now I am wearing mum's clothes and our shoulders are equal

entering into the world of responsibility 

Now the calendar is soaked in memories, scarping it

fading dates vivid memories

Fading childhood days