The Wheel Of Time - Poem by welkin siskin
Childhood no matter where
Spent in the lap of luxury remains there
Forever in the diary of minds.
The school days of each day fun
As soon as the nights are done,
Live in us forever as the mirror of joyful days.
The hide-and-seek game played
After the setting of sun ever in the minds of our bear
Rejuvenating us, reviving us.
The aspirations we have
Grow into thoughts as we turn a little bigger,
And as thoughts develop we attempt to act
With teenage impatience and wises
To fathom in the brook of challenges.
And as adulthood comes with ripple of vast desires,
We ignite our minds with fire
Of bold actions, to discover
The primrose path of life.
And as elderly age begins
We are struck by the storm of countless hints
Of nature's calling
To path with the earth for new cherubs falling.
Of all ages childhood is the best
In varied form of pleasure dressed.
However the heart is melancholic and dark
To listen to her pains,
Childhood is but a shining park
Of matchless fragrance and taste.
The time of fortunate days,
Elapsed by wishful fun and joys
Are the indelible memories of our life.
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