Down the memory lane :-)

Song - Photograph

**Jab ghar ki raunak badhana ho,

Deewaro ko jab sajan ho,

NEROLAC, NEROLAC!!!

This song used to be my favourite during my childhood days.

Those were the days when skirts and frocks were the desires,

a world away from the glaze of sapphires.

Forgive me, for I tried to compose a pathetic rhyme. But back then, all my creations were cat-bat, kite-fight, so-go types. Frankly speaking, I do miss those days.

# As I open the gate and step in the graveyard;

   where lay the memories buried deep,

   flashbacks conjure themselves in the courtyard;

   where the tiny beings still frolic and eyes weep.

# The spirit of childhood gets unleashed;

    which makes way into the present all clandestine.

    The present gets all slowly vanished,

    as mind enters some memories; pristine.

#  Crayons, water colours and drawing sheet;

     paint brushes turned imaginations to desires.

     With wings of fantasy and tiny feet,

     Moon was all what little mind could aspire.

# Brilliant glaze and the face had a charisma;

    with a garland of moments of past;

    I enter the miasma,

    where the light fades away and eyes suffer a holocaust. 

# With the wings all clipped;

    as the present bleeds tears,

    life's role seems to have been flipped

    as raucous rhythm builds up fears.

# With a hope in the Pandora's box still left,

    I dream of the days so green.

    I desire to go back to the shallow depth;

    where the heart leaps high, all unseen.

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