A Child's Heart - Poem by Santosh Sharma
O, mom you love me, embrace me and do care me
You cook the dishes which I relish, and never stop me to eat as much I wish,
But tell me why don’t you allow me to do what I intend to do as per the will of my heart
Either you do not understand what I am doing or you are repeating the same as the Grand Mom might have done to you.
You know my passion watching the birds, following them from tree to tree
Imitating the cacophony, wish to catch them, which never could do, you scold me when I tried to hit with wood gun, never wanted to kill but to catch them to love , touch their colorful feathers and understand how do they fly.
Rain make the stream full of water, adds melody to my ears
Playing on it’s bank made a beautiful turbine of scraped tin
You always dismantle it and drag me to home,
You never understood the agony to my thought,
I was exploring how this generates power and brightens our house.
Remembering, you always pray to God for rain
I danced, sang and drenched in full mood, enjoyed the thunders and showers
with my friends. Thought, now you shall be happy as your wish has been fulfilled
But again, became a victim of your rage, beaten and warned not to repeat t it again
Your alternate sentence ends with read, read ……….and read
Number of times I told you I don’t wish to do same thing again and again.
I promise you, I will perform well in exams, will not despair you nor will disappoint
But this is my humble plight, let me do what this tender heart wish to do.
Let the budding feeling bloom and spread the fragrance till its last.
O’ Mom you know my childhood will never be so as again.
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