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There are times When I wish I could be a child again Because, as far as adulthood is concerned There is a lot of pressure and expectations And many complications as well Work, relationships, time, money, health The list is endless Also, let us not forget That I am a divorcee And yearning for a second marriage Or at least, some kind of romantic relationship And at the same time I have to deal with work as well Anyway, I wish I could be a child again Because my childhood was awesome Lots of love From my family, cousins and relatives Playing cricket with one of my close cousins Going on train trips with family Having fun with schoolmates Including enacting the part of a Japanese anime princess!! Playing chess with my maternal grandfather Watching the golden era of Sachin Tendulkar Listening to AR Rahman classics Watching the best movies of Superstar Rajinikanth Playing tennis with my father During my second visit to Mumbai And best of all Having a life free of tension and worries Except of course, as far as studies were concerned!! Well, there were bad times too For instance, the bullying I faced Which forced me to leave a renown school In the span of just one week!! Nevertheless, on the whole My childhood is something to be cherished forever And reflecting back on it as an adult I am filled with a sense of nostalgia Being a Potterhead, I wish I could use a Time Turner And go back in time In order to revisit all those fond memories in person Yes, I am not ashamed to say That I wish I could be a child again
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Jul 8, 2023
Jul 8, 2023 at 12:09 AM UTC
I Wish I Could Be A Child Again
There are times When I wish I could be a child again Because, as far as adulthood is concerned There is a lot of pressure and expectations And many complications as well Work, relationships, time, money, health The list is endless Also, let us not forget That I am a divorcee And yearning for a second marriage Or at least, some kind of romantic relationship And at the same time I have to deal with work as well Anyway, I wish I could be a child again Because my childhood was awesome Lots of love From my family, cousins and relatives Playing cricket with one of my close cousins Going on train trips with family Having fun with schoolmates Including enacting the part of a Japanese anime princess!! Playing chess with my maternal grandfather Watching the golden era of Sachin Tendulkar Listening to AR Rahman classics Watching the best movies of Superstar Rajinikanth Playing tennis with my father During my second visit to Mumbai And best of all Having a life free of tension and worries Except of course, as far as studies were concerned!! Well, there were bad times too For instance, the bullying I faced Which forced me to leave a renown school In the span of just one week!! Nevertheless, on the whole My childhood is something to be cherished forever And reflecting back on it as an adult I am filled with a sense of nostalgia Being a Potterhead, I wish I could use a Time Turner And go back in time In order to revisit all those fond memories in person Yes, I am not ashamed to say That I wish I could be a child again
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I didn't know anything you so suddenly left never even getting another chance to speak I wanted to hear your laugh but instead I sit and cry wishing I could see you waiting for the emptiness to just go away Like a leaf blowing no one hears its cry it is just a simple lackluster leaf Holding hands now that's a feeling it is warm and always new the sensation and memory It remains the same yet the feeling changes the swirling, warm feeling it never feels out of place I remember little but have some vivid very long lasting memories you were so nice Summer breezes and fireflies whistling and watching stars appear in our eyes as we gaze into the campfire I remember the taste of mint the laughs and gelatin snacks movies with each other and especially, holding hands.
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Mar 20, 2018
Mar 20, 2018 at 3:24 PM UTC
Holding Hands
Beautiful day...even though it rained. A Robin flew above my head as I toiled in the dirt....stains and tears in my flannel shirt and quite a song he sang - my feathered visitor in the rain. A tale of our life - simple and humble - minimalistic by your design...never turned others away ... I thought the bird a sign. Every single moment of every single day...was better because you were here. You were the rock on which I leaned upon - who sheltered me from pain..I relied upon you ...admired...respected...and loved you with all my heart. So much like you - as I look at my ***** hands making clean money...I hope you're proud of me. Thank you for the reminder my sweet bird ...I hope to fly away with you one day...just not yet. Finishing my work - the bird finally found his way out - I knew exactly what he was talking about. Cherie Nolan - 2016 * All Rights reserved
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May 15, 2016
May 15, 2016 at 8:24 PM UTC
Visitor in the Rain