Childhood Memories! Poem by Sanji-Paul Arvind

All of us have memories, both bright and dim,
That shapes our personality, both on a whim.
Our past and present experiences stored,
Guiding our lives and helping us move forward.

Looking back on our childhood days,
Memories return which are filled with joys,
What we expected the world to be,
A fairy tale in which it was free.

Each day we played different games,
Football, cricket etc. but winning wasn't our aim.
Whosoever wins, the game went on well,
And that is the earth that I want to dwell.

Mother preparing delightful snacks,
Waiting for our return from school with backpacks.
A place that we went to learn, to laugh and play,
With a few squabbles, but all bright days.

Yearn for school bell to ring, a rush to be free,
Smiles and joy as far as we could see.
We never knew religion nor racism,
All were one with a similar notion and with uniform.

As we grew up, we come to find,
Our childhood's magic, lovingly entwined.
Parents' sacrifices, their love so grand,
Made our happiness a guiding hand.

A joyful childhood builds a happy soul,
While a troubled past can take its toll.
A loving family, siblings close by,
Made our after-school moments soar high.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind