Not Here Comments

Lovely expressions, remembering childhood. Great job done.

Great poem. The memory of our youthful days takes us away from loneliness we may be experiencing.

Not here because mind and soul traveling to past childhood....wow it always amazing to stay in childhood wished i never grown up, locked in the time machine hahahahaha..nice one Nila! _Unwritten Soul

So beautiful, so beautiful!

Wonderful childhood memories, I have never heard of Jack fruit, but the coconut and mango sound lovely, A very enjoyable write.

Beautiful write Nil, great imagery - enjoyed reading.

My childhood days creep back, To me-the coconut, the mango, Jack fruit, guava, tamarind trees, Crowd in single frame! Mother lights the evening lamp, Blows conch, father calls me, I hear...The evening, my childhood, And I thus become eternal, On the canvas of a, Standstill evening! well sounds like my mother has written them........i mean it.........! ! ......even everyone cherish their childhood days and when you said eternal ohh......it jus put me on the top of my thoughts...! ! ! ! !