My Childhood

  My Childhood

The days when I just crawl 
The most precious moments I ever experienced
Being a first child is really an honour
Everybody loves you more than a great deal

They treat me as a super angel from above
When I was the reason for their smiles 
The most adorable toy for their peace and
Lot more kisses and hugs just for her

Everyone bought me more new toys 
With a lot more fancy dresses and shoes,
Few of them bought me fairy crowns
So a new princess in this photo town 

The birthday party when I was just 6 months
And grand gathering on my first big day
That time I was just crying with no feelings
But photos realizing me, I was more blessed

Tiny bony hands with nail paints
Splashy small eyes with more lights
Small pinky lips with red lipstick and
My fancy frock with princess crown

Ah! I am getting jealous of my childhood
So colourful memories I ever have
Uncountable blessings cheerful smiles
Tension free with senseless thoughts

These memories I want them back
Once I get them, I will kick off all the play buttons
Except the Pause one, so no more ages ahead and
No more tensions no more falseness!!

*My Childhood*


~AK~ 

© Eve Ola 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

We all do, dear Poet.
"These memories I want them back
Once I get them, I will kick off all the play buttons
Except the Pause one, so no more ages ahead and
No more tensions no more falseness!!"
Fearless and proud days of youth. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Penny]

I think being the only child is better than being the first child. Anyway, your poem is very sweet, very beautiful almost to a visual level and one can surely relate to it. Keep writing like this.

[Sami Khalil]

You took us down memory lane covering the wonderful times of your childhood. Oh, how we all wish to go back to those days. An excellent write. In my library...:).....................

[Christopher Robin]

Very cute concept, and I can see how you tried to capture it, but this is yet another 'lost in translation' issue which i fear lets the poem down. This piece is so rife with grammar and basic literacy problems that I feel it falls short of what you were intending to capture. Perhaps in your first language this would be beautiful, but if you choose to write in English, I'm afraid I can only judge in English. There is such a talent to your thoughts, they are not being expressed in the results. I urge you to sit down with someone who has a firm grasp of both languages and form a collaboration, your poems will truly shine then.

-Robin

[stars are far]

that was very wonderful, well yes, i had similar one because i was the first girl my big family, so yeah i lived those "princess moments hehe, they were beautiful and we all wish to go back in time, but yeah.. hope you give your own children such memories for them to write about.. that was innocent and beautiful work .. well done

[Matching Socks]

Childhood memories can be so wonderful.
Simpler times.
Good poem Eva. :)

[1Disawsum]

Life was so simple back then, innocence still there, and fun is all we ever think about... people say, live like there is no tomorrow... and now I get what it means. Live, because there will be no more of those days, they will purely be your memories. I love this poem, it reminds us back on the simplicity and purity of the world that had once engulfed their lovely arms around us.

[Sophy Freebirds]

Not gonna mention any flaw.. but yea sweety i really wanna go back to those days when broken toys were easu to mend than broken hearts.. lol :D.. a cute li'l write.

~Sophy