Youth

When I was a little young lady, 

The entire world resembled a pearl. 

I need to fly and touch the sky, 

Be that as it may, it was too high. 

It was paradise all there, 

Inhale and play in outside air. 

World was loaded with flawlessness. 

My mother and father cherished dependably. 

It was the time when I lived in dreams. 

In my psyche, running numerous subjects. 

Voyage takes the entire day. 

This was my youth day. 

No strain, no stresses. 

These were my sweet recollections. 

In any case, today, a bustling life, 

Stresses and strain however no time. 

Presently I feel so alone. 

Where has my youth gone? 

Wish I could get back, 

My doll, hues, and toy racks...