I wish I were a child again,
No pain.. No jealously..
Totally reckless and carefree…

I did a mistake in falling in Love,
At least he couldn’t have broken my heart..
I could play all day with a Cardboard box,
And my paintings were considered art…

I wish I were a child again,
When the world was fun and small…
I wish I was that child again,
Allowed to cry when I would fall…

When I was young I didn’t care,
My life was so simple that way..
All firsts – I had nothing to compare,
I was just living that way…

I wish I were a child again,
I never noticed someone’s pain..
Never cared what is going on,
And never was so lonely…

All I wish is…
I was that child again..
I was that small child again….

2 comments:

Harshita Srivastava said...

I really don't know if you've ever thought of writing professionally but there's one thing I'd say I'll surely read your work whenever it gets published :)

Radhika Harlalka said...

Well.. your comment means a lot to me harshita.. :)
As of now, I have not thought of writing professionally but I will surely think about it.. :)

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