Time when my dreams were not so impractical.
Time when the world wasn't so tactical
Time when no profession was superior or inferior
Time when there was a different definition of fear
Time of pure innocence
When life wasn't a nuisance
Time when I slept on my mother's lap
Unaware that Growing up was just a trap
The time when the answer to the question who am I didn't go beyond my name
Time when I didn't care about fame
Time when I had nobody to find
When everyone was magical my kind
Time when I knew I had to walk miles
When there was no hidden emotion behind my smile
Time when I thought the world was mine
I was a conqueror in my own mind
Time when I was wild and free
It was the time when I was around three
-Hricha
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Abyss
PoetryParts of me Welcome to abyss, the depth of my mind. This is a collection of poems on feelings which go much beyond the single word used to describe them. Abyss is all about the darkness within. It's all about the things in the head of a seemingly n...
