Tag Archives: childhood

bygone days


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



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


I saw


begging on the streets

running nose

torn clothes

those tender feet


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


As I grow an year older

To the days of my childhood

My thoughts wander