Innocence...

With Crazy mind and naughty eyes,
Jumping joys and funny toys…
Roaming the streets,on the 3 wheel cycles,
Hiding from mom, donning her sandals…
Giggles endless,and times so priceless,
How I miss the days of innocence…


Early to bed and early to rise,
Mom and dad…and things so nice…
Waiting each night for bedtime stories,
Tweaking them daily, mom seemed so wise…
Hugs endless, and times so priceless,
How I miss the days of innocence…


Life was all silly games and fun I had,
When English was good, and Maths so bad…
Deadlines for homework, were never attended,
And times of madness, always extended…
Moments timeless, and times so priceless,
How I miss the days of innocence…


Papa always taking my side,
And I would look at mom with pride…
Maths or Science, friends or fiends,
This and thats…and the wordly rants...
Papa ready with all the solutions,
To my wordly set of problems...
Sitting in his lap and dreaming all time,
Papa ……..the bestest friend of mine…
Love selfless,and times so priceless,
How I miss the days of innocence...


After seven was way too late,
And mom was always waiting by the gate...
When Restrictions seemed such farce,
..and mom seemed so very harsh...
Couldn’t wait to grow up..Couldn’t wait to be free,
Couldn’t wait to move out..when couldn’t wait to be ME...
Wait endless and times so priceless,
How I miss the days of innocence…


Grown up now,that I look back in time,
I want it all,the times that were all mine…
I am me…all grow up and free,
Something that, I always wanted to be…
Yet there’s so much that’s gone missing,
I spend each day, secretly wishing…
I want so badly, the days gone by,
The bedtime stories, and fun with friends,
Schooling days, those madness ways....

All this and all that,and a little bit more,
Times of my life,I could hold no more..!