Childhood Days!

Sometimes, things happen or rather incidents occus in our daily life that constanly resemble our childhood actions. The result is a sole feeling : missing the childhood childishness. This is what i felt on my 17th birthday :

Striding down the memory lane,
Journeying deep into my mind’s veins,
Only to realize the fact
That I have ,in all, one year of childhood left- to be exact.
Partly delighted, partly appalled,
I continued to gaze at the star lit sky,
And thinking about my innocent past,
I broke into a smile.


Those days of immense notoriety,
Those days of spotless serenity,
That feeling of being free from any anxiety,
That feeling of being secured from any adversity,
Those were the days of my life,
When I enjoyed while others helped me survive.
I used to curse my small height,
Wishing I could grow tall soon.
I used to grumble upon my ignorance,
Like a total fool.
I used to stare at the long sleek boots,
Thinking when would I be able to wear them,
But now, at the dawn of my adulthood,
I just pray if I could go back,
If I could just enjoy one more hour of play,
If I could just experience one more day of my childhood.


So here I am.
On the climax of adolescence, I am standing
Partly elated, partly repenting,
To the thought that I have just one more year of childhood left and still counting!