Tag: childhood

  • Sleeping Beauty

    Sleeping Beauty

    Have you ever looked at A sleeping child? Often we are chided from Looking at them. But one can’t take the Eyes of that charming moon. . They smile in sleep As though, they saw a beautiful flower, Or probably their favourite toy. They cry in sleep, As though a monster came in dreams, Or…

  • Kidnapped!!!

    Kidnapped!!!

    I wish to get kidnapped, Into those lovely eyes, That are full of magic. . I wish to get kidnapped, Into those tender hands, That are soft like cotton. . I wish to get kidnapped, Into those cherubic faces, That are bright like sunshine. . I wish to get kidnapped, Into those gibberish talks, That…

  • ForgotToons

    ForgotToons

    Crooning the Yabbadabba doo Along with the Flintstones The rocky roads of Stone Age Were so wonderful. . The future world, we did witness By sailing with the Jetsons, With an antenna and aerocars, They took us for a skyride. . Confidence and grit, Comes with hard work and spinach, Thus taught the man with…

  • Different Strokes

    Different Strokes

    Those tender eyes, Full of hopes and dreams, Seem to tell a tale, A tale of life they live. . We are different, they say, Different from you and me. It needn’t be physical always, As we are different other ways. . Some of us like to read, Some like to paint. Some need to…

  • Kalaivaani

    Kalaivaani

    We played hopscotch on the narrow street outside our houses. I visited her typical Brahmin household to watch old Hindi movies on her then-in-vogue black and white television set while her soft spoken pirate eyed mother made some strong coffee, the smell making me wonder in my little mind whether her husband left her because…

  • The Crumpled Note

    The Crumpled Note

    I Love Her, I Love Her,Read the crumpled note,And struck a bolt to mindOf the mom, that echoedA panoply of thoughts.  .  Who, What and Why?She asked to herself.And it seemed a rehearsal,A final one,Before the actual bout.  .  Calm, and composedLooked the curly haired,As the mother came near her.The glare of her furious eyesFailed…

  • My Hero, My Pride

    My Hero, My Pride

    My joy knew no bounds, The day I got to hold you. You got along so well, As though, you knew me very well. . I enjoyed feeding you and Staining my hands in the melee. I guarded you up tight From eyes that laid on you, their sight. . You coloured and styled my…

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