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Return My Days Of Innocence

Return My Days Of Innocence

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Can you return my days of innocence?

 

The old tree of blue mangoes on my parish’s turn

You and I played hide and seek around its broad trunk

The innocent days of our camaraderie and recreation

Devoid of gains and returns

Return my days of innocence

 

The ancient citadel in the far-flung region of my town

We narrated tall tales to steal moments for carnivals of twilights

The broad patio testimony of our innocent crimes

The robust structure embraced the memories of our childhood delights

Return my days of innocence

 

The coverlet of endless cobalt in radiant nights

Laid under the swathe of infinite luminaries shining bright

Charismatic tales of magic and fairies in the serene ambience

Tales of wisdom lessons of hidden secrets vital for survival in life

Return my days of innocence

                                                                                                      

The luring green pastures spread as playground

The early morning chases and jovial evening races

Castle of dreams weaved at the bank of serene stream

When we prayed together for fast rise and heights

Return my days of innocence

 

When relations were void of reasons and bias

And nurtured with hearts full of love and delight

When embraces were gestures of purity and affection

When love and care was the elite reason of eternal union

Can you return my days of innocence?


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