Today when I dig out
the piece of peacock feather
planted deep in my old school text
I regretfully recognise it
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Childhood innocence is beauty the experience which we never forget in our lives. tony
The days we exchanged cutout colour pictures colourful chocolate wrappers and many other childhood fancies were days of innocence,
A great remembrance of yesteryears that touches the heart. Beautifully crafted
Life is so complex that we forget and remember things that we should not either; resentment can never reset begone days so passionate // yeah; right you are; sometimes I fee that; great poetic feeling
No one can recall childhood without a surge of nostalgic memories! Those were days of carefree enjoyment, when we attached a lot of importance to fanciful little things. With age, when we are plagued by the harsh realities, those beautiful memories emerge in us from time to time, soothing us and taking us back to the bygone past! Well composed!
begone days so passionate........beautiful.....thank u, dear poet....anjandev roy.
about life and the childhood this is a beautiful poem... from me 5*****