I asked time to hire , those golden carefree days for me,
The days of innocent smile,
No caste and creed to judge,
No responsibilities attached,
All day fun and play,
Trying to catch the glittery rays,
Finally when gets tired,
mother's womb is hired,
For a sweet slumber...
Alas! time moves at its own pace,
Not letting me to hire ,
those golden days of mine
But, Impelling me to a place of null and void...

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We are here to laugh at the odds
since we know that it would be opposite response.

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As a child,
I wish I knew,
how much I would miss
those uncomplicated,
carefree days of childhood
later on...
I would have lived them
a little more!

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Happy days are those when we lay on our back watching those beautiful clouds and guessing what it resembles...☁

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