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Raghu Menon Nov 2019
If I were a child again
I would have played more
Made friends lot more
Read and drew more

If I were a child again
I would have got wet in the rain
I would have played in the muddy puddles
Without the fear of getting my dress *****

If I were a child again
I would have played with my siblings more
Would have loved my elders and parents more
Would have cherished every second I spend with them.

If I were a child again
I would love to climb up the trees
Jumped into the ponds and stayed there
Till I got bored with playing in the water.

If I were a child again,
I would have loved to learn music
Learned all the beautiful languages
Paint all the beautiful times of my childhood.

If I were a child again
I would have roamed free
Hiking the mountains
Walking the forest trails

If I were a child again
I will never want to grow up
And away from the childhood memories
Thanks to my parents, brothers, sister, and relatives
Who made it so beautiful
I would love to relive it again and again.
Inspired by Dr.Kiran Bedi IPS
Raghu Menon Nov 2019
Swaying in the wind,

Floating with the current

Songs of the breeze

So light and so fragile



Swaying in the wind,

Floating with the current

Songs of the breeze



Taking you to the past

Of your childhood memories

A time of no worries

A land of complete freedom



Swaying in the wind,

Floating with the current

Songs of the breeze



Having no worries

Simple things of happiness

Pure ecstasy and liberation



Swaing in the wind

Floating with the current

Songs of the breeze.
Raghu Menon Oct 2019
It was dry
Hot and humid
Dusty and nasty

Then
It rained
Cool and wet
Soothing and cozy.
  Oct 2019 Raghu Menon
Donna
I saw a butterfly
It fluttered by me
Was white as snow
And full of glee

I saw a ****
Poking out of the ground
Reminding me of a tree
From a magical land

I saw a cobweb
Twinkling under the sun
Like kids in Wellington boots
Splashing in puddles having fun

I saw a big sky
It was ever so blue
With a few fluffy clouds
So pure and so true

And me..well I'm sitting in garden deckchair
Embracing natures sweet peace
Calming my thoughts
To a positive release
Embracing this lovely sunny day in my garden after hectic weekend decorating with dean **
  Oct 2019 Raghu Menon
Mandalina
every day
a bit of me disappears

every day
a part of me slowly dies

and every day
is a day closer until our last goodbyes


-j.m.k
Raghu Menon Oct 2019
The day burns you out
As you wore out, the
Night crawls in
But you're already dead!
Raghu Menon Oct 2019
When everything seems to cease
When all doors seem to be shut
When the last ray of hope subsides

When the lights seem to fade
When the air becomes thick and foggy
When the sky above is gloomy

When we seem to fall down forever
When our energies reach rock-bottom
When even our kith and kin become strangers

When all movements come to a grinding halt
When the world around you start whirling fast
When your last breath becomes tough and heavy
….
When you start sinking down
Almost lifeless...
….

A lightning inside your head
A sudden deep breath
Jump up
and draw all your power
And swim against the current
in the dark waters

Far, far away
I can see a fade dash of light
You kick away the water
You ignore the unfriendly air
You forget the strangers dragging you

The faraway blade of light
Is now brighter
Pump up your hopes and courage
And charge forward

For ....

There is always a light
At the end of the tunnel
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