Experiences Preach The child...

Let the light falling on the window,

Reflect your soul as fresh as the grass mowed,

Let, the fragrance of your sweet words,

Find me, though standing amidst the herds...

The truths of your hidden expressions,

Shows me your attempts, to relive me from my known tensions,

The spark and honesty of life you carry,

Along with the lurking mirth of a fairy,

Makes one believe in a land, with no people scarry...

The virtues and dreams that you portray,

With your carefree smile, are not things that fake to betray,

People or promises- in a game or war,

To behave as one, from your real nature far...

Oh Child! Do listen carefully now,

If not for your mistake, then never shiver or bow...