s.zaynab kamoonpuri

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When Life Was Really Child's Play - Poem by s.zaynab kamoonpuri

Oh, the stress-free, carefree world of children
Oh, just take me back to the lil kids' playpen

When we tried on mom's cosmetics and lipsticks
and built playhouses with plastic blocks and bricks
And had fun with cooking set picnics

Anything could be a toy
and our racket could annoy

We turned everything into play things
We played pretend queens and kings

We then played 'mom and dad'
Oh the squealing fun we had!

Teasing, chasing hens and kittens
climbing the grumpy neighbour's fence.

There was paper airplanes
and frisking in the rains

Paper boats too were made
and hide'n'seek was played

And when that wasn't enough
we played blind man's bluff.

We nimbly climbed the trees
hair flailing in the breeze

But our child's play naturally mimicked the grownups
Lil plastic ones instead of real porcelain cups.

Life was all play and games
in our growing mental frames.

Sand castles and kites
childish fights and frights!

And kind parents just let them frisk and play
for all work and no play makes one a dull boy

Topic(s) of this poem: kids

Form: Couplet


Comments about When Life Was Really Child's Play by s.zaynab kamoonpuri

  • (8/5/2019 2:24:00 PM)

    Childhood before cellphones and computer games, nostalgic! Very well written poem, thank you for sharing! 10+ (Report)Reply

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  • Jennifer Birchall (5/10/2019 12:33:00 AM)

    You have captured childhood so well in this poem, it took me right back to my own. Thank you. (Report)Reply

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  • Lyn Paul (5/9/2019 5:31:00 PM)

    Simply the best. How we can all relate in some way to your wonderful flow of words.
    Your words always express positivity in every poem you write.
    This is one to cherish.
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  • Denis Mair (3/14/2019 10:28:00 PM)

    a wonderful recapturing of the play-world children create for themselves... I admire the way you muse and wonder at their playfulness that knows no bounds. You cleverly contrast it with the stodgy, literal-minded world view of adults. (Report)Reply

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  • Susan Williams (2/21/2019 5:55:00 PM)

    You totally caught the effervescence of childhood! ! ! ! ! Thank you for the Magic memories that you have awakened in your readers' hearts! Lovely lovely lovely write! ! ! 10 (Report)Reply

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  • Poet Poet (2/16/2019 8:15:00 AM)

    yes I am still @79 a BIG KID with a small brain I love cakes and pastries ah ice creams and icecream cakes come to Canada and share with me Indian meals DOSA AND IDLI whatever you eat MURG MUSSALAM PAKS STYLE JALEBI AND have a sweet tooth like mine the DENTIST will give you an appointment after days nine
    till then keep crying in pain or say doc I am coming
    CHARGE AS MUCH
    as I love jalebis
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    S.zaynab Kamoonpuri(2/17/2019 12:29:00 PM)

    Woah thanks for your cool fun comment. Yes I love those eastern desserts, my teeth don't yeah. Best wishes.

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  • Kim Barney (2/14/2019 1:35:00 AM)

    Delightful poem and marvelous picture to go with it.
    Thanks for inviting me to read it.
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    S.zaynab Kamoonpuri(2/17/2019 12:26:00 PM)

    Thanks soo much poet, have I read yours too?

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  • Rose Marie Juan-austin (2/13/2019 9:36:00 AM)

    Typo...the complicated life.
    Beautifully written with great rhyme.
    This poem vividly depicts the many
    joys and wonders of childhood.
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  • Rose Marie Juan-austin (2/13/2019 9:33:00 AM)

    A wonderful poem.
    It resonates with me. How I wish I could turn back
    the hands of time and be a child once again and escape
    the complicated life.
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    S.zaynab Kamoonpuri(2/13/2019 11:11:00 AM)

    Yeah me too, so stress free and all play n no work much ESP before 5 yrs of age ahh. Warm thanx for your nice lovely comment!

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  • Rajnish Manga (2/12/2019 11:00:00 PM)

    Wow! The title says it all. Each one of us has his or her own set of nostalgic images of childhood days. The graphic provides some of them already. The remaining ones are nicely re-discovered in your lovely overview of activities. Thanks for such a nicely crafted poem, Zaynab. (Report)Reply

    S.zaynab Kamoonpuri(2/12/2019 11:12:00 PM)

    Aw thanks sir for such a lofty comment, delighted me how u said it.

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  • (2/12/2019 1:58:00 PM)

    Your delightful poem brought back a few memories and while reading this I became acutely aware of how the complexities of technology such as the ipad have interfered with basic tangible interactions and physical activities of exploring our world. Lovely poem 10+ (Report)Reply

    S.zaynab Kamoonpuri(2/12/2019 11:11:00 PM)

    You are so right, so called gadgets and tech are depriving kids of natural fun and interaction. Warmest thanks for such a lofty thoughtprovoking comment!

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  • Bri Edwards (2/12/2019 11:10:00 AM)

    (cont.)

    2 -

    [ to me, frisking means a 'cop' searching me ]

    stanzas 12 &13 are my favorites. nice; but all are.

    girls can also be dull. :)

    to MyPoemList

    bri

    (:
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    S.zaynab Kamoonpuri(2/12/2019 12:59:00 PM)

    Girls and boys too can be dull eh. Thanks again for your fun comments.!

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  • Bri Edwards (2/12/2019 11:09:00 AM)

    1 -

    lil' ol' me would put an apostrophe after " lil" . :) of course, PH may have erased it; PH seems to do some strange things 'these days'!

    Ah, yes! my mom's hot pink lipstick was my favorite!

    before playing 'mom & dad', we first had to play 'doctor'. i never did it.

    i was not familiar with this definition of FRISK:
    " 2.
    (of an animal or person) skip or leap playfully; frolic."

    (cont.)
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    Kim Barney(2/14/2019 1:37:00 AM)

    That hot pink lipstick is still your favorite today, isn't it, Bri?
    :)

    S.zaynab Kamoonpuri(2/12/2019 12:57:00 PM)

    Wow boys play with lipsticks too eh. Doctor hmm, nether did I, was too demure from then. Did play mommy though. So games are universal some of them eh.
    Thanks for your comment, always make me giggle poet!

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  • (2/12/2019 8:17:00 AM)

    Reminded my childhood days, made me nostalgic, I may add few more gave to the list . A wonderful poem Loved it.10++++++++ (Report)Reply

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  • (2/12/2019 8:17:00 AM)

    Reminded my childhood days, made me nostalgic. A wonderful poem Loved it.10++++++++ (Report)Reply

    S.zaynab Kamoonpuri(2/12/2019 12:55:00 PM)

    Thanks ever so much brother for your encouraging comment.

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  • Laurie Van Der Hart (2/12/2019 6:42:00 AM)

    Hey Zaynab! I like it very much. Nice to take us back. And I think you intend us to compare it with the kids’ games of these days. Definitely, so much has been lost. Remember marbles, and French skipping and hopscotch? (Report)Reply

    Kim Barney(2/14/2019 1:44:00 AM)

    Hey, Laurie!
    Good to see a message from my favorite African!
    I remember marbles and hopscotch, but what the heck is French skipping?
    I have heard of French kissing...

    S.zaynab Kamoonpuri(2/12/2019 12:53:00 PM)

    Hopscotch yay yeah and lots more, glad to take back to neverland, the kid in us. Warmest thanks pal for your fun comment!

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  • Valsa George (2/12/2019 6:29:00 AM)

    I can so well relate to this poem! There is a child within each one of us and most of us wish to relive those carefree beautiful days of childhood when we were totally free of all pressing responsibilities and nagging problems of life! During those days, we imitated the elders and wished to be a grown up! But now we realize, the earlier stage was far more covetuous than the present times! (Report)Reply

    S.zaynab Kamoonpuri(2/12/2019 12:50:00 PM)

    Warm thanks for your fine thoughts that add nicely to this poem, great comment valsa dear!

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  • Naila Rais (2/12/2019 5:05:00 AM)

    Great dear...... Perfect 10+++++
    Naila
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    S.zaynab Kamoonpuri(2/12/2019 12:49:00 PM)

    Warm thanks!

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  • (2/12/2019 1:14:00 AM)

    Excellent, excellent poem.
    Recaptures childhood days and plays, perfectly!
    So well written, fluid thoughts and imagery.
    I truly enjoyed it very, very much.
    It was a great pleasure to read it
    You have great potential and poetic talent.
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    S.zaynab Kamoonpuri(2/12/2019 12:48:00 PM)

    Warmest thanks for such a nice comment! Take care!

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  • Mahtab Bangalee (2/12/2019 1:06:00 AM)

    its beautiful and nostalgic poem
    reminds me childhood something


    beautiful expression on LIFE
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    S.zaynab Kamoonpuri(2/12/2019 12:47:00 PM)

    Thanks very much brother!

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 12, 2019



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