A Child in me

In the race of life, ahead I move
Every moment trying to prove
Of what I am, and a bit that fakes
A smiling face and a heart that aches

Still tonight someone smiles inside
The little one that I try to hide
Not afraid to laugh, not afraid to cry
Dreaming away with an open eye

Yes there is a child in me
The one I hope to let free
Yes there is a child in me
That thinks as deep as the sea

Unafraid to go ahead and try
May not succeed and yet fly high
Happy in the little things of life
Content forever, nothing to strive.

The Cinderella and the prince charming
Belief in the fairies, faith in god
All exist for that little one
Bits of mischievousness and a bit of fun

Caring hands wiping the tears
Forgiving with a smile,
No grudge to withhold
Meek at times, and yet so bold.

Innocence touching the depth of heart
Laughing without a reason, indefinable art
Words might not be the ones we know
But the eyes speak volumes with a sparkling glow

Yes there is a child in me
That hopes for few moments of peace
Yes there is a child in me
That was once in my lifetime was free...

Amazing you...

Its amazing when you speak to me
Its amazing when you make sense
Its amazing because I can understand
The meanings of your words, so dense!

A step or two, when you take towards me
I can see my world converging in
As you hold my hand and walk around
You make my blue world so green!

I talk to you, in puzzled words
You respond with puzzled looks
You try to learn, and you try to share.
Your smile proves a thousand brooks.

Come, my child and hold my hand
Walk with me into the world
I’ll teach you now, I’ll teach you how
To lead a life with bliss unfurled!

It’s a situation where the father is talking to his baby. The baby tries to talk, but could make no sense; but the father still finds that meaningful. The father talks and the baby cannot sense anything; but the baby tries to find its meaning. Both of them are in the same state of mind, the difference is that we can understand what the father can say and what the baby does, we can just gaze and guess! The above words are of a father!

Memories

A five year old, with his father's clothes bagging over him, looking out at the world, confident, indispensable. he is the ruler of the world, in the armor of his idol. he moves along the roads of life, with his head held high, looking with jealousy at the tall creatures, unnoticed, he imagines hes big and controlling 'em. when the crowd subsides, he realizes, in tears, hes lonely, he calls for his mother, shes right behind him, she gives him a hug to fill his emptiness. one noble day he discovers the thing called chewing gum, has fun sticking it into other's hair until he realizes it is edible, wonders for a moment how much he missed. he needs a hand at night, to fight the evil monsters that pop up in his dreams. he has the hand with him, he sleeps in peace.



Now he needs no hand at night, he has power to fight anything. the picture of his parents with him beside his bed is now replaced by a beautiful angel. instead of being haunted by deadly monsters at night, now he swims in the ocean of heaven created by his love. he's happy and is there to thank his parents for everything they did for him.



Still.... i miss the young him sometimes, which is resting in peace deep inside me, free from mischiefs and fears.

sometimes when i feel lonely, i open up the door and meet him.........................can never forget him.


Originally posted at RITWIK IN SEARCH