Back To Childhood Poem by Ammu Sachariah

Back To Childhood

Rating: 5.0


In the silent lonely night
When the stars twinkle on the sky
My heart bubble with the memories of past
Old memories are sweet
It can throb the heart with joy
And dip in the deep ocean of sorrow.
Back to childhood is impossible
But my heart thirst for
A time which collect every tiny bits from nature
And store in the locker of innocence
There I see the love of innocence,
The laughter from the depth of heart
And the cry of innocent demand.
When the time give way to months and years
Innocence opens the door to adolescence.
Thoughts and deeds fall on the filthy world
surprised to see the dirt collected inside
Waiting for a time to throw
The dirty filthy bundle away
And treasure the pebbles of innocence once again.

Friday, August 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 14 August 2015

A wonder poem, Ammu. We all long to be young and innocent again

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Ammu Sachariah 16 August 2015

Thank you Kelly Kurt for the lovely comment.

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Roseann Shawiak 17 August 2015

Beautiful poem on the innocence of the past where our lives began, filled with joy and sorrow, laughter and tears. Memories are the treasures that life is made of as we relive them over and over again.. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn

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Ammu Sachariah 17 August 2015

I am glad to see the beautiful comment. Thank you Roseann Shawaik

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Laya Sarath 22 August 2015

Wow..wonderful aunty..Childhood I must say is one of the happiest phase of life..and you have portrayed it so beautiful that I could really go back to my memories: -)

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Jazib Kamalvi 05 June 2019

Write comment. Such an innocent start, Ammu. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks

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Ammu Sachariah 25 August 2015

Thank you Dr.Tomy Brahmin for the comment.

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Ammu Sachariah 25 August 2015

Thank you Akhtar Jawad ji. Your comments always inspire more and more.

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Dr Antony Theodore 25 August 2015

But my heart thirst for A time which collect every tiny bits from nature And store in the locker of innocence There I see the love of innocence, The laughter from the depth of heart And the cry of innocent demand. a great desire at the end to treasure the pebbles of innocence of childhood days. you are presenting a great truth of being grown up and getting lost in the world of dirt and final desire to come back to innocence. thank you very much

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Akhtar Jawad 24 August 2015

When the time give way to months and years Innocence opens the door to adolescence. Not only these two, each and every line of the poem is amazing, enchanting and mesmerizing. Where you were the lovely piper? I see so many enchanted past childhoods, following you somewhere with closed eye lids! ....10

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