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Purnima Mishra

Fantasy

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Purnima Mishra

Fantasy

Childhood...

Childhood...

1 min
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Oh God! Please give my childhood

Where I was freely roaming 

In the beautiful life's wood.

 

Where my mind was immature 

And my heart loves nature 

Where everyone is good 

In my wonderful childhood.


Oh God! Give back those days 

Where I have only to smile

And no other ways.


Where love is like gold

And this once my mother told

" You are in childhood

Just enjoy it.

Adulthood is full of sorrow

 just forget about it."


I realise it now 

My childhood was just wow

My mom told the truth 

You will lost when you will be a youth.


Those golden phase with silver joys

And my mind was free of noise.


I want those days back 

As my life now is like a potato sack

Anytime it can tear up

Only my childhood can cheer me up.

  

Oh! Those heavenly days

Please return back once again 

Where I will stay away

From toxic people who give me pain.


Oh God! Please give back my gold 

It's very precious and joyous to spend

I know no gold can stay forever

But, my childhood is best than ever.


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