A child in me still says me to hop when i am happy..
A child in me still wants me to sleep in mom's lappy..
A child in me still wants to blow and play with bubbles..
A child in me still wants to be care-free about troubles..
A child in me still, in rain, wants to make paper boats..
A child in me still wants to paint till my clothes bloat..
A child in me still wants to swing high and low to the extreme..
A child in me still wants to see the sun set in its glorious gleam..
A child in me still wants to play with clay and shapes..
A child in me still wants to tease my dear ones and escape..
A child in me still wants to hold mom's hand when I am scared..
A child in me still wants her to cuddle me up,when my heart is pared..
A child in me still wants my dad to carry me when I am tired..
A child in me still wants my mom to pamper me when my tears are fired..
A child in me still wants to just be worried about just pencils and pens...
A child in me still wants to be fed with mom's hands..
A child in me is still alive.. A child in me still resides...
I wish I had grown old.. Leaving Growing up Besides...!!
A child in me still wants me to sleep in mom's lappy..
A child in me still wants to blow and play with bubbles..
A child in me still wants to be care-free about troubles..
A child in me still, in rain, wants to make paper boats..
A child in me still wants to paint till my clothes bloat..
A child in me still wants to swing high and low to the extreme..
A child in me still wants to see the sun set in its glorious gleam..
A child in me still wants to play with clay and shapes..
A child in me still wants to tease my dear ones and escape..
A child in me still wants to hold mom's hand when I am scared..
A child in me still wants her to cuddle me up,when my heart is pared..
A child in me still wants my dad to carry me when I am tired..
A child in me still wants my mom to pamper me when my tears are fired..
A child in me still wants to just be worried about just pencils and pens...
A child in me still wants to be fed with mom's hands..
A child in me is still alive.. A child in me still resides...
I wish I had grown old.. Leaving Growing up Besides...!!
very nice blog with lots of coffee taste..
ReplyDeleteyour most welcome to my blog
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THank u so much Mr. Tiwary.. Ya i did visit ur blog.. U write great poems in Hindi... :)
DeleteBarkha I loved it !! so true never let the child in you die :D
ReplyDeleteThank u so much Sangeeta! .. Am glad u liked it.. A great blogger like u loved it.. made me happy..!! <3.. Although am not as good as u...
DeleteLovely composition.... Childhood is all we seek :)
ReplyDeleteThank u Sadia... Yup I wish i had never grown up.. and now i seek childhood so badly.. :(
DeleteAh! Nostalgia.
ReplyDeleteI so miss those times.
Very nice poem. :)
Thank u so much Sobhan Pramanik... Am glad u liked it... :)
DeleteYup. I won't let the child die. Nice lines.
ReplyDeleteYup Anuj sir... Never let it happen.. Thanks so much..Am happy that u liked it :)
DeleteAww dis Poem is so lovely <3 <3
ReplyDeleteM in Luv wid is poem :) :D
A cute poem written by a cute person nd dats none other den Barkha Parikh :* :) :)
M remembering those childhood days...! Nostalgia..! :) :) <3
Awwwww..Tanya! Ur comment brought a smile on my face.. Am glad u loved it... And thank u so much for ur lovely compliments.. Enjoy the nostalgia <3 :)
Deleteawesome poem
ReplyDeletei miss those days
p.s: though m still child yet ;) chota sa shona baby i am
#youknowhatimean :)
Hehe.. Ya anshuma.. i exactly know wht u mean...!! Thank u so much..Am glad that it touched u... and u r still a baby only... hehe.. ;)
DeleteAww such a jolly, sweet, and touching poem. Your words made me smile. Yes, never let that child in you grow old. ♡ :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks a ton Irene.. Am glad u loved it so much and it brought a smile on ur face.. Keep smiling and enjoy life..!! <3 ;)
DeleteI am feeling nostalgic at the moment and missing childhood: school life, Class IXA memories still fresh! How badly I yearn for those times!!
ReplyDeleteYou loose your spirit when you let the child in yourself grow old!
Pamper the child in you and you'll be HAPPY! :D
Mauli.. Thanks for such a wonderful comment.. Yup those were ur memorable moments.. Keep pampering yourself and stay happy...!! :D
DeleteBeautifully written :) A grownup is a child with layers on
ReplyDeleteI too had written a poem on the same subject long back...
http://poetrymyfeelings.blogspot.in/2011/11/theres-still-child-in-me.html
Valli jee.. Thank you so much... Am glad u loved it.. And i hope u already know that i am a huge fan of writing and blog.. But u appreciating me is something unbelievable..Thanks a ton.. :).. And the poem u have written is the best..!! :)
Deleteits absolutely beautiful.visit my blog to see that is exactly what i feel.
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Thank u so much
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ReplyDeleteThank u so much Blogadda team...!! :)
DeleteBeautifully written! :)
ReplyDeleteThank u so much Abhishek... :).. Am glad u liked it.. ;)
DeleteAs a Mom, This is my favourite poem of Urs till date.. God Bless u and the one who motivated u to write this... :)
ReplyDeleteThanks mom.. love u.. and thanks for blessing us.. chalo now feed wth me wth ur hands.. am lazy enuf to eat wth my own.. lol
DeleteLovely! The innocence is brought out so well :)
ReplyDeleteThank u so much reema.. am glad u liked it.. yay.. thanks for noticing the innocence.. ♥
Deletethat's awesome! I myself have written something very very relating to this and mano-a-mano! the ending is.. "growing up you can surely hold" 0:)
ReplyDeleteawesome again. ;)
Thank u so much Aditya.. Am glad u liked it.. Wow..! Good to hear that u have similar thoughts.. Thanks a bunch.. :)
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