O! CHILDHOOD

Sometimes beginning the day with a whisper, sometimes with a cry 
Sometimes gaping in the void, at times beginning it with an innocent invite

The sudden trance that it takes me into away from the colossal clutches of the trite 
Dragging away, disconnected, liberating to the elementary momentary amnesia 
Cruising to the myopic state of bionic reflections jaded by the hyperemia 
The ephemeral circumvention of the moment drawn away from the empirical hysteria 
To the cerebral existence of the self-efficacious creation, to that fleeting vision 

There comes a time, 
When debates become primordial, when the need of solutions become unreal 

O! Childhood, 
Why don’t you stay forever transcending me to the realms of that fading Ideal

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey – https://santoshchaubey.wordpress.com/ 

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