Can I Get Back? Poem by V.Muthu Manickam

Jumping from one tree to another with thrill
With variety of village games filled with a fire of fun
Roaming over lush green fields, slopes of foothill
No barriers as we loved and lived as one

Joyful dive in a variety of wells
Not once in a day but again and again
From morning to evening until mother tells
Faced neither energy drain nor body pain

Sky was the roof whether it rains or shines
Playing hide and seekin light as well dark
On picking up intricacies of life, mind refines
Fighting follows befriending as the taintless trademark

Drowning deep into fairy tales, repeatedly
Obeying to the threats of cooked up monster
Looking at the fake grandma in full moon mutedly
Hopping with the urge to hold a new thing faster

Crazy for the joy of playing day and night
Slipping into sleep while enjoying lovely lullaby
Enchanted while eating in the moonlight
What a joy when I was a baby!

Each act was playful but mind was innocent
Wants were limited but I was fully contented
I never bothered, an act was decent or indecent
With many fancy things I got easily excited

Almost I was like a free bird
Thus I cherish my childhood track
Life lived was neither heroic nor hard
Such a lovely childhood, can I get back?


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