Tag Archives: childhood

bygone days

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your tiny feet…I can  still hear them

running on the cold stone floors

of our old home

and those eyes …looking up to me

from every direction

but

now

I dont know when you come and go out of the house

I pine to spend time with you my baby

but i guess

you are a man now

so fly

make your own world

and leave me with the memories

of the glorius bygone days

 

 

the child

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I saw

childhood

begging on the streets

running nose

torn clothes

those tender feet

blistered

disheveled hair

I looked

for a sign

of hope

and there it was

in his eyes

the child in him

was speaking to me

On my birthday… haiku

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As I grow an year older

To the days of my childhood

My thoughts wander