Childhood

Sometimes I wish go back to my childhood,

To those days when life used to be less difficult,

When little things,

Used to make me happy.

I wish to go back to those days,

When fairytales and toys meant everything to me,

When I used to hug my teddy bear,

While sleeping.

I want to go back to those days,

When everything was so easy,

Life was easy.

I had nothing to be afraid of,

There was no fear of losing people.

My mind used to be like a kite,

Soaring up high in the sky.

I wish to go back to those days,

When after coming back from school,

I used to tell Maa what all happened that day,

And she used to listen,

With an amused look in her eyes.

I could cry,

Burying my face in mother's lap.

Nothing held me back.

There were no regrets,

No reason to blame myself,

And life was like a beautiful garden,

With flowers in full bloom.

And I was like a butterfly,

Enjoying the nectar.

I want to escape from this cruel world,

And go back to my childhood.