A Naughty Child Poem by V P Mahur

A naughty cute child
Wanders here and there
In whole house
For him this is his world
Touching everything
Looking every place
Too much curious
Too much enthusiastic
Moves with a turn quick
Tries to understand
What is what and why
Makes a random try
Breaking this
And spoiling that
But every mistake
Tells him some fact
This is how
Human being learns
The impacts of objects
Though often he
Doesn’t realize
How to interact
Perfection never comes
Yet chances are there
For the improvements
Of the tracts
The mysteries of life
He wants to solve
And in every new thing
He wants to involve
All these imperfections
Bring him to actions
But sometimes it is too late
To make any corrections
In spite of all
Mental developments
Man is still a child
Innocent in knowledge
And the nature wild