Thursday, September 21, 2023

THE PAST CHAPTER

It's no more, the days of being a child -
the mind ran free and dreams were wild.
Curious thoughts of this and that -
playful as kitten and attention of a cat.
Those days of sunshine, rain, heat 'n' cold -
are now dusty treasures in memory's fold.
The joyous days of a wondrous kid -
haughtiness, naughtiness not put to lid.

Crossing over an uncharted barbed fence,
stirred up the thrill - an adventurous sense.
The strongest - who thus made a pledge,
dragged us on a coconut-leaf sledge.
Standing on toes at the muddy pond's ledge -
Reflections of glee ebbing at the edge.
Chasing paper boats over cluttered drains -
some marks of cuts, bruises still remains.

Disobeying parents, getting easily caught -
like a lost war before it was even fought.
Kisses on cheeks, ruler marks on the palm -
reprimands seldom made kids wholly calm.
I see kids with wind blowing on their face -
outstretched arms like wings in playful race.
They now crave today for fame and crown - 
yet their eyes are moist and brows in a frown.


Prasenjit©2023

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