ChildhoodA Poem by Mahesh MehtaA glimpse of traveling back into the naïve world of innocence - Childhood, where the most complex and digested terms of life such as stress, anxiety, jealousy, pessimism can be hardly heardTriggered by gloominess of life was I glancing out of the window to focus on a place where I could inhume my sorrow that glimpse of a cheerful child came to my eyes fading all the ponderous despair taking me back to those times where I lived like a bird with wings of angelic vibes where the boat of paper seemed heavier than the puddle water as my eyes seemed gazing it, till it soaked with time © 2018 Mahesh Mehta |
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1 Review Added on May 8, 2018 Last Updated on May 8, 2018 AuthorMahesh MehtaNorth York, GTA, CanadaAboutFondness for creativity - Earth itself is formed from the words ART - E is the suffix of entertainment and H being the prefix as Harmony more..Writing
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