In the silent lonely night
When the stars twinkle on the sky
My heart bubble with the memories of past
Old memories are sweet
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Thank you Akhtar Jawad ji. Your comments always inspire more and more.
But my heart thirst for A time which collect every tiny bits from nature And store in the locker of innocence There I see the love of innocence, The laughter from the depth of heart And the cry of innocent demand. a great desire at the end to treasure the pebbles of innocence of childhood days. you are presenting a great truth of being grown up and getting lost in the world of dirt and final desire to come back to innocence. thank you very much
When the time give way to months and years Innocence opens the door to adolescence. Not only these two, each and every line of the poem is amazing, enchanting and mesmerizing. Where you were the lovely piper? I see so many enchanted past childhoods, following you somewhere with closed eye lids! ....10
Wow..wonderful aunty..Childhood I must say is one of the happiest phase of life..and you have portrayed it so beautiful that I could really go back to my memories: -)
I am glad to see the beautiful comment. Thank you Roseann Shawaik
Beautiful poem on the innocence of the past where our lives began, filled with joy and sorrow, laughter and tears. Memories are the treasures that life is made of as we relive them over and over again.. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
Write comment. Such an innocent start, Ammu. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks