Those days

From the very  late dusk of the day                           Sometimes I wonder with a thrill

Until the sun chases darkness away 🌞                     What if I were a child still !? 👶

Moving oxen round and round                                   Always curious ‘how radio speaks?’

When we somersaulted on the hay !!                        ‘What is there behind the sky-touching hill?’ 🗻🗻

Playing, eating that was all                                        ‘How fishes breathe inside water?’ 🐟 🐟 🐠

No matter what others say                                         ‘Why do we have nose but not the gill?’

How little the desires used to be                                When mind begins scanning the past

Just chocolates to eat and marbles to play !!🍭        Those reminiscences really kill….👀 👀

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