A Glimpse! Comments

Truly enjoyed the poem where you drew the bygone childhood memories in bits and pieces.... loved it

i like this poem. i lost in the images of your memories till you reached home. so nice to read a beautiful, little sad poem.

Memories of old in childhood that never leave us so eloquently written and all the toys bring back all the readers memories a glimpse of a luvli poem...regards and thanks

a fascinating write that brings back one to his childhood memories and treasures that one forgotten to carry on back..

A poem that touches the heart., reading this made my day: -)

Memories of childhood encapsulated in a lovely poem.

My heart laced with joy when i read this poem. Yes it's a utilitarian poem portraying mental images by peeping into your childhood days. Well written verse. A majestic write.

A glimpse into the beautiful childhood days spent in the company of fancy dolls and sweet friends! The small aches of innocent hearts paving way for serious aches of mature years! These are beautifully portrayed here! !

Childhood toys are memorable joys. Sad school days enable us to recall and turn into lines in poems. Beautiful poem. Thank you.

lots of desires of past untouched dreams kept at shores of life and they fled with light out of the dark of night in glimpse / well done

A well written poem mixing reality, imagination and nostalgia. Sufferings and pain we all suffer in this world (I still feel sad for the orange deer Pricked to death by a pointed pin My heart still waits for the parrot I let out from the cage Out of pity) has to be endured. Life is worth living with all its failings.

I still recall that sleepless night The next day school was the saddest day… seems like am recalling my childhood experience, spell of your poem drifting me to back, back away..nice n projective output ;)

in fret and strife it is the salt of life. so true. Lovely thoughts Shahzia. Yet it is so worth living.

Reading this poem was an experience of its own kind Shahziaji. I liked the language, the rendering and the write has cast a nostalgic spell on me too.

Past has to be brought back the beautiful small part of the life childhood thank

Past has to be brought back the beautiful small part of the life childhood thank

What In fret and strife, it’s the salt of life…a nostalgic journey you have completed and description of toys take me ''back to my childhood days and yes''