BRING ME BACK

I was always a weird child, because I didn’t want anything mild.

I wanted everything in excess. Here’s the situation when I’ve nothing but perplexes.

I always wished to grow old, because that’s the stage when your parents don’t scold.

I never wanted to be a kid. I always wanted to be an adult; zealous and fervid.  

Finally, I’ve accomplished my goal. But now whenever I’m in pain, there’s no one to console.

I’ve a yen to relive that time again. But no doubt, my efforts go in vain.

I yearn to start everything fresh, because everything I wished till now was nothing but trash.

I ache to go back to my mother’s womb, just to make my entry into that childhood confirm.

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