Remembering The days Without Any Race
Yes Its Called childhood,Which Everyone Taste
Wish We could change the Time,
From Nineteen Become Nine
Because,Even The Silly Days Of
ChildHood,Refreshes Your Mood
When Our Best Friend Was Little Red Riding Hood
When Ice Cream Was Our First Desire
And The DisHonesty Was Rare
When Sweetheart only Meant Your Mother
And Father Was the only Lover.
When Our Mischiefs were eveready
And We Loved To Be Muddy
As We All Know,Childhood Sweet Buddies
Were Better Than College Exam Degree Studies
Counting your Broken Teeth
Better Than Vast Syllabi To Read
Never Thought Parents Would Pay such Heavy Fee
Who Sometimes used to pay for our chocolaty Toffee
Those selfmade Mud Houses With Visions
Were Better Than Hostel's Fights And Divisions
Chilhood's Cartoon Documentaries
Better Than PPTs (Power Point Presentations)
The Thing Intensely Changed-
When I was Small Every Girl Wanted To Kiss Me
But Now When I Want to,They Are Ready To Hit Me
(lolx ;p)
We Know,Growing Up Makes you Responsible
But Who Wants to Grow Up When Your childhood Is
So Unsensible
Maybe Its Time We Grow Up And Fight
But Friends Never Get your Childhood Out Of Sight
:)
-Kartik Tewari
Better be child at your heart and let the rest go to hell.
ReplyDeleteNever let the small child inside you die, for he's the only one who'll befriend you and keep you alive and light hearted in this world full of crooks.
yaar its so true... but we shud try to keep a child inside us alive so dat d tough life bcums easier nd we cn b happy... :)
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