A Flash From The Past

In the state of lockdown

When nobody has a freedom crown.

When nature is healing from the harsh human touch

What can we do in a situation such?

Sitting in the garden with yellow and red roses around me

When a bird with its open wings in the sky flee

Then I was reminded of those golden days 

When for enjoyment, there were many ways.

I ran into the house and climbed up the stairs

And organized the mess around my chair.

As instructed by dad to be done now

But in the process, I found my seven years old creations somehow.

Could not believe they were mine

I gazed at them, for they gave my face new sunshine.

I fell in love with my third and fourth standard display book

The time I wanted to fill it by hook or by crook.

Now I'm busy mugging up

Leaving behind my passion cup.

Learning about alpha, beta and gamma

I forgot the blue and orange colour of the panorama.

These recollections have brought me back

At night I promised myself to hack.

I drew and hatch and scratch 

I just don't know why from colours I can't detach.