Childhood

When we are young, we want to grow up and doesn't realise the importance of being a kid; when we grow up we want to be a kid again....

CHILDHOOD

I miss those days when my tears stopped abruptly

When I was handed a chocolate bar,

Nothing was as soothing as licking ice creams and sleeping in a moving car.

Where are those days?

Where have they gone?

It seems that I grew up,

And now I have to be strong.

Broken crayons made me cry a thousand tears,

And now it's much worse,

Where are those days?

Where have they gone?

It seems that I grew up,

Now this is where I belong.

There were many to look after me,

I was never alone with my toys,

Today, it seems a mystery to find a single joy.

Broken toys were easy to fix,

Rather than broken hearts.

My childhood is over,

Now this is where my story starts.

Where are those days?

Where have they gone?

They are now a memory in my mind which I have to get along.

Floating bubbles were so much fun,

And also those ping pong balls,

They rose so high,

Making me feel higher.

I would startle at the burst of a balloon

And then I would cry,

My tears stopped abruptly,

When I was handed another toy.

It was nice being a kid,

Why did we ever grow up?

We had so much fun,

Now why do we just want to give up?

Hold on, live like you are young,

Live in the memories of your childhood,

Sing those songs you left unsung.

Reviews

[Njeri Brooks]

This poem really speaks well to it's audience.

Being at the verge of graduating high school and going to college, I can relate quite well with the sensation of time passing by in a blur.

There aren't too many people who really look back and say they want to go back. I can most definitely say I am not one of them.

I like how you described the passage of time. It made the entire poem come off as bitter sweet and nostalgic

[Najam Us Saher]

Thank you :)

[Njeri Brooks]

No problem! This was very easy for me to read through. ;)

[ElizaB]

As always you ask such philosophical questions. What is it that makes us grow up even if we do not want to?
I agree with you in that the past seems a mixture of perfection and ease, but then when we look back it is what we make of it.

There is truth in all that you write. Life has a simplicity in youth, when others can solve our problems with sugar or something brightly coloured, alas, when we grow up it is not always that easy.

Many thanks for entering,
Eliza

[Najam Us Saher]

Thank you very much for in depth review. It means a lot :)

[Cherrie]

Growing up is bittersweet as life goes from paper dolls to 3d. I see it and feel it here in your poem. thank you for entering my contest, and good luck :)

[Najam Us Saher]

Thank you very much :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree my friend.
"Now why do we just want to give up?
Hold on, live like you are young,
Live in the memories of your childhood,
Sing those songs you left unsung."
I like the wisdom of the above lines. Words to live by. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Najam Us Saher]

I am honoured to hear that you liked this. Thank you very much.

[Coyote Poetry]

Was my honor and you are welcome my friend.

[Darling]

Wow. Love this one. Love your last verse about singing. Thanks for sharing this beautiful piece. Darling.

[Najam Us Saher]

Thank you so much. I am glad to know that you liked it. ☺

[Valentine]

Perhaps those with a happy childhood would think this. So many children today are raised in foster homes or one parent homes. But if one stays a child they will miss all of the adult things that also can bring joy and happiness. Valentine

[Najam Us Saher]

Yes. I agree with you. Thank you so much ☺

[Joey Nizz]

This poem is amazing!
Gave me goosebumps all over as i was reading it!
It's really good no great to feel like a kid again, not a care in the world no problems nothing to worry about it.
I miss those days too.
Well wrote.

[Najam Us Saher]

Yes I agree with you. Thank you so much ☺

[Joey Nizz]

Your welcome (:

[boygene borice]

Ooh, why have you reminded me of my childhood memories? those days were full of love and passion for everything. Mistakes were never mistakes...the world seemed beautiful but alas! now nothing makes sense, we have to fight for love, struggle with our inner persons to solve our outer problems... i love this poem

[Najam Us Saher]

Thank you so much Sir. I am glad to know that you liked it. ☺

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Being a kid, I was never a toy playing girl unless you count guns as toys lol which was what I played with :p So I miss that part only because obviously I can not play with guns now :p Other than that I don't miss my childhood. You could say I've had the worst lol so who would want to go back? Besides, living in the present is much more fun to me and keeping my eyes on the future ;)

I liked how you wrote about your nostalgic feelings even though I can not relate. Regardless I enjoyed this piece :)

[Najam Us Saher]

Oh! That's so strange to hear. I guess now you like to play with paint war games. 😀 Thank you so much for reading.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

hahaahah no! I like to play with people's teeth lol I'm kidding :p
You're welcome, Najam! :)

[Najam Us Saher]

Oh! You scare me. 😀

[Dr. YumnaKay]

hahahaha yeah dentists scare people :p no surprise there ;)

[Najam Us Saher]

Yeah I forgot that you are a dentist. 😀

[Dr. YumnaKay]

lol yeah how can you forget? :p ;p

[Najam Us Saher]

😀 That just slipped out of my mind.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I'm kidding here buddy lol just pulling your leg haha :p

[Najam Us Saher]

I am a girl. 😕

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I know you are lol "buddy" is something that can be used for both ;p

[Najam Us Saher]

I didn't knew that. 😁

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Well you can thank me now hahah ;) :p

[Najam Us Saher]

Yep. For the info. 😉

[Abraham George]

childhood, chocolates, toys, caring , love, everything run through my mind when i read this. but i don't like to read it again.

it remind me what all things i missed and i am trying to forget those beautiful memories. we need to look forward past is past and so and so . Like that i am setting my mind up now.

So beautiful line

[Najam Us Saher]

Thank you so much. I am glad to know that you liked it. ☺

[Abraham George]

your writings make me cry

[Sikandar Khan]

Oh So Nice Yeh Poem Wasi HE HA JAsi Line Boli Thi Tmnay IS BAr B Sotyr Likhi Hue HA KAmal HA Poem Bnanay Ki Machine....

[Najam Us Saher]

Haan tumne jo kaha usse mujhe yad aaya ki yeh tumhe achi lagi ge islye send kiya. Thank you ☺

[Sikandar Khan]

oh Welcome