Retral nostalgia seems just yesterday,
When mesmerised day begun with a nap on the toilet seat.
When reaching late at school issued a lot.
Smelly potty with no care to wash,
Dragging a toy horse with a nylon thread
Seeing it limp shopkeeper said
' Don't grunt child its just a missing wheel!
Remove its subordinate or bring the missing wooden reel.'
Oily sand at the lip of a shore
Flashing memories but with closed heaven's door
A soul whose body was masked as hominal
Large waves in naval byoyanced the mortal
Then I smiled coz friends were we,
But now I cry
When u said, that's all we would ever be.
My heart tears new
I had a box of crayons
All shiny straight n new
It fell down from my friends' hand
And oops it broke in two