Childhood the nascent, innocent and bit ignorant phase of our lives. I am sure we all love reminiscing childhood days specially the time spent with our siblings. In case you are wondering if the post is about good old days then let me correct you it is not. The post includes my two poems (Kind Off!!) which wrote while travelling in a train. It was a lazy afternoon bustling with noise of people chatting, vendors selling snacks and kids playing in the all so congested passage!!
I was reading a book of Linda Goodman and as usual finished it before I reached my destination. With nothing to do and being bored of staring outside the window, I just scribbled these lines on the last page and forgot.
Just last night she emailed me these poems and asked me to post them. I must admit they are not fantablous but I did agree to bear a little embarrassment for my li’l princess……so here you go 🙂
He is not here, he never was
He is not near, he never was
He is not mine, he never was
But he is my faith, he knows for sure
He is still not found;
He is clear in sound
He said he be there for me
and would never leave thy me!!
Sapno mai rang na bhare na sahi
Khwaabo ko nai sanjo sake na sahi
Par voh duniya to bana lenge
Jaha sapne bhi aane ka sapna dekhe
Jaha jindge ho; jeet ho
Apneho; sapne ho
Shikayat nahi; shikwa nahi
Bas chaht ki zameen ko sapno se saja lenge!!