The smile the old lady gave me
When I helped her crossing the road
Kept me happy for weeksA kid passing by
Was crying so hard
I asked him what's the matter and he sighedI don't like going to school
But my parents send me forcefully
It's so uncoolI chortled at his response
Such a cute heart
I can never disagree to the fact that school and their kids never have good bondsAnd then on one sunny day
There was a man dusting the roads
Sweating profusely still clearing the wayI took out my water bottle
Offered to him
He smiled and said thank you dear daughterAlthough I am not a child anymore
Looking at the gleeful faces of the children
Playing at park still takes me back to my old days and I live them once moreSometimes eating icecream and drinking soft drink together
Trust me it's better than sitting on the leatherDriving posh cars or getting a ride in them
Big things don't refresh or cheer me up anyhow
Not even wearing silk frocks with hemThe sweet, not so important things in life
Small things done everyday
Are what bring me alive
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Thoughts Into Words
PoetryA collection of poems written by me. Hope you like them. Enjoy reading!!