Erase , O Time !
Lines of worry from my lustreless face.
I again want to live those carefree days,
Floating on the clouds to touch the sun,
Diving in the sea to find real gems,
A make believe world of fantasy,
Woven in myriad colours in life’s tapestry.
Turn to the streets of childhood days,
Whiling away time in innocent plays,
Listening to the tales of angels,demons
Flying kite to send messages to Heaven..
Playing in the streets laden with dust,
Bound to friends with a thread called trust.