My childhood Days

"Missing Childhood Days"

My Childhood Days

I want my childhood days,

wonder how they are lost in the haze

Where I used to cry for my broken doll,

instead of crying for my broken soul

Where I'd think of flying high,

never afraid of the broad sky

Where I had friend too many, though

I didn't know the meaning of foe

Where everyone would listen to me,

I could be whoever I wanted to be

Where my Parents would know I cry

Now alone in my own chamber I die

Where with friends I'd play many games

They don't even know me now, nothing remains the same

Where for the broken toys I'd cry,

Now with broken heart I pretend to be shy

Where I was free like a flying bird,

no worries and heartaches of this world

Oh I want my childhood days,

wonder much how they're lost in the haze

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Amber Lily]

Aww this is truly a heart tug poem. I find myself looking back to my childhood a lot lately too as I try to figure out all this adult stuff we have to learn. It was so much easier back then and it seemed like everyone cared about your problems. But now, we're on our own, and now we realize, too late, what our parents meant every time they told us to enjoy being young while we had the time. However, I'd never want to go back. Being an adult is a lot harder, but I enjoy being free and choice my own road in life. A very reflective poem you have here :)

[Robert]

This piece is written with a lot of thought behind it. Although a very sad piece as we cant go back to those times. But they are good memories to have. Be a kid again and go out and try something new, discover something new and fun, this may give you that glimpse of childhood again. Be a dreamer Dreamer and make your dreams come true. You are a very talented writer and that is something to hold dear to.

[B]

It is said
Those days
Could never end
If you choose to keep them alive

Cry in public
Go to your friends and play
Stare at the sky and see hope

Those days never end
not in my books

[E G TEN]

Hey Dream, you and me both hon, just to be carefree
For one last time,,, love the way you contradict your
Words to balance your writing,, and a story well told as well..
Thanks for sharing! :-)

[WordShaker33]

A very deep and beautiful piece. Keep up the good work!

[Cladine]

I love every line of this. It shows the difference of life from before and now. Everyone longed to be innocent again, because his or her eyes have witnessed the real world.You expressed that feelings well. :)

[Willard Wells]

Everyone can't wait to grow up and then reality sets in and we find that our youth was for many the happiest time of the life, but not realized until it was too late. You can never go back no matter what, but you can dream and move on and walk through the haze to your future. Apparently I liked it and will get off my soap box now. Thanks for sharing.

[Dani The Unreviewed]

Yup:) i like it :) and can relate to it. Very well written :)

[ANTO]

Its a wonderful piece of yearning and nostalgia for simpler times Dreamer. We can't wait to grow up then when we get here we wish we were back there because nobody told us it would be this difficult.
Your lines -
"Where I used to cry for my broken doll,
instead of crying for my broken soul..." - are powerfully moving - excellent writing.
:)