When I Was A Kid Poem by nimal dunuhinga
When I Was A Kid
I never thought of become an adult.
But the time-storm has taken me to the worst position.
I lost my old friends.
Where is my playground?
Skyscrapers swallowed the paradise
And it's almost a concrete prison now.
Adulthood is a heavy burden and this mystery play is horrible
Struggle for existence?
I want to sit on the swing again and skip to my childhood.
Who erased my chalk drawing on the blackboard?
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4/26/2024 12:10:46 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Ahhh, Nimal, we all long for our long-ago childhoods at times. We would be far better off if we didn't grow up so fast, and maybe now that we're older, we could grow down a little and enjoy some of the things we used to - run barefoot through the waves at the beach, play in a sandbox, walk into a fountain at the park clothes and all! Your poem brought back lovely memories for me. Very nice. Love, CJ