Secrets of childhood...

Here's a poem written by me..  All of u will be able to connect to it in some or the other way.. i hope you enjoy it... 


Tired by the noisy  shrilly world,
And the life running so fast..
I tried to talk to the silence and,
My silence took me to the glimpse of past..


Oh see ! I took the first step and,
My father jumping with rapture..
And now i brought first rank in class,
N my mother kissing me with pleasure..


And hey there see my sister teaching ,
And scolding me for my pranks..
And now see she is protecting me,
From my mother's complain tanks..


And here comes my sweet little pie,
Kissing me and wagging his tail..
I was almost disconnected with the present and 
Was lost on past's sail...
  
Suddenly  strong wind broke the silence,
And I found myself in present..
How elegant was the world of childhood i felt ,
Full of hues and odors so pleasant..


Beautiful than the 'Delirium Tremens'
So were the childhood days..
Giving wound but never letting down,
So were the childhood plays..


The same sun each day,
Under the same moon  I lay,
Then what has changed ? Oh say!
I questioned myself and searched my innerself,
To find again the life's right way..


Were those the ninny plays Or the nihilistic ways ,
Which ruled those times And made me gay??
Or was it the fear free mind that stood
And coaxed against life's hardest day???


At last I know and am ready to reveal,
The secret of joy that my childhood had concealed ..
The rule of heart was now overthrown by mind 
And this created wide valley between grape juice and wine....


Trusting every one for selfless love,
Fighting for the larger piece of chocolate though...
Crying loudly for the best friend's wound,
Enjoying little moments with big Yo! sound..


Running behind the squirrel,
And copying birdies sing..
Trying to catch own shadow ,
And gazing the sun rising...


Saving a puppy from five big dogs, 
And then hiding self from dad staring from bogs..
Meddling in the fights for the support of right,
And then yelping loudly, for mom dressing the wound so tight...


Fighting with sister,
But being first hand to wipe her tear.
Though repeating again and again ,
My teddy to me was more dear..


Advocating my teacher ,
And proving Einstein wrong at her say..
When Barbies chocolates and icecreams,
Were sufficient to make life's perfect day...


Oh! how innocent and beautiful was
the reign of heart alas!
And so I  decided a battle to be launced
To overthrow the mind's rule at last..


My victory brought to me blossom's shower,
And heaven seems around to hover..
The people now with a new good will I see
Yes, This is the perfect world created by Thee....


My heart is good and so I feel ,
The pretty side in everything I deal....
Now my heart monitors and it clears ,
Sadness Ego and All my fears.. 


No regret of past and no planning future,
To me my present is more dear..
Experiences of life is all I have,
Weather good or bad I celebrate all with cheer...


Try this guyz and you will find
The world around is so wonderful..
There's no place for tears and roars my friend,
Life, really, is beautiful....