My Childhood..... Poem by simran arora

when I was of years five,
I wanted to be of six soon...
when I grew up till six...
I raised my wishes to jump at ten...
and when I completed my ten...
I planted the garden for being fifteen...
when I pillared my fifteenth...
I tried to find the jester of being sixteen...

and today I am sixteen....
now wish to be a bird again...
wish to dance like jungles in rains...
wanted to catch rains in hand....
want to share me with moon as friends...
want to dream for dorimon...
want to be a fairy with crown...
want to laugh at tom and jerry...
want a gift from Jesus merry....
want to rule my on steps...

but today I am 18...
and still want to be five as evergreen...
want to paint my dreams...
want to cry for ice cream....
want to irritated my daads brain...
want to be scared of heights....
want to yel for chocolate bite....
want to plan my nation at night..

aara yaar please someone register my complaints....
that I want to be five again....