Childhood Nostalgia

I remember the colorful days of childhood, 

Those responsibility free days, 

Only going to school

And making new friends. 

Studying a bit and getting good grades, 

Craving for ice-cream

And waiting for the vacations

Now seem like a dream. 

New dresses and gifts

During the festivals, 

Not having to think of career

Or job or future goals. 

Days when we were too young

To understand the meaning of 'love'. 

Days when we had only ourselves

And no one else to prove. 

We were to young back then

To understand the pain of betrayal, 

Hearts filled with innocence

And games consisting of sand and gravel. 

Days when we spent less time 

Looking at our cell phones. 

Days when sadness couldn't

Make my heart 'a stone'. 

Days when I spent more time 

In the lap of nature, 

Which now I barely remember to do

In the process of becoming mature. 

Days when sunsets seemed

As beautiful as the sunrises. 

Days when I was more aware 

Of the world's virtues than the vices. 

Days when life was 

So much more simple. 

Days when I used to take care 

Of my hobbies, my smile and my dimple.

Never will I ever get back

Those carefree days of childhood. 

Those are the days I miss the most

Amidst the busy world of adulthood.