Saturday, March 13, 2010
ON WINGS OF A DREAM!
I stood by the window one rainy day,
The dense clouds had layered every golden ray.
This led me to drift into a memory stream,
I found myself on wings of dream!
Small little children were hopping around,
On the street, on the pavement, on the huge wide ground!
Often they walked to the school close-by,
Dressed in uniforms and a smart orange tie!
Seasons rolled by and taller they grew,
Sharing their feelings- now just with a few.
Destiny announced aloud their time to part,
Each went with memories cuddled to his heart!
Years rolled by and busier they got,
Aiming at success- toiling a lot.
Though, far from the childhood pleasure and fun,
Yet stored the warmth for that special someone!
When memories of people are rooted so deep,
Someday in life they surface and peep.
They beckon you to those, you once thought dear,
The distance gets shrunk whether far or near!
Once more they open the childhood page,
You realize you had missed them at many a stage!
You were someone’s love or a childhood sweetheart,
Those embedded feelings still dwell in your heart.
I looked at the sky that had now turned bright,
Clearing off the clouds- bringing veiled things to light!
HE- who, has gifted us the night and the day,
Binds people closer in HIS own unique way!
Childhood love is a pretty scented flower,
That merrily blooms each minute- every hour.
It may wilt in the cold, and soak in the rain,
Yet someday Spring dances on the petals again!
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ReplyDeleteevery word of this piece is so genuninely simple and so beautifully drafted ...i was almost drifted back to my past ...those fables from the past still linger as i went through your words,,,,such amazing charisma in your words shilpa ma'am...kudos to you :))))
ReplyDeletemagnificent... I miss my childhood
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