Children's RhymeA Chapter by BhargaviChildren’s Rhyme Rhymes I learnt as a child Filled my tiny head with imaginations new found I created newer worlds with each one of them Roamed into them with the players and made one of them The fairy worlds were all so beautiful Each one so remarkable With the little I knew of then Now I sit hours alone staring at the twinkling little stars But don’t wonder as I know now what they are So I try hard to erase the facts learnt and just wonder what they are But then I quickly get lost in thought of some constellation of adult troubles The world around isn’t as cosy As felt the ring around the rosy And I find nothing so thrilling Was it the magic of the poetry or was it the curiouity of the unknown that used to make them so intriguing? Or is it simply that my mind has become so dead that the little pleasures dont enchant me anymore? I do not want to grow up I still want to hold my dad’s little finger and run into my mother’s outstretched arms To forget the yawing abyss that stretches in between Threatening to engulf me into a mire of worries for the future and regrets of the past Please don’t make me grow up.. © 2012 Bhargavi |
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