Beyond the Dawn, abounding innocence
Till the jovial eves,
Like a frivolous fawn forth fence
I leapt beneath the leaves.
Floating on clouds of Fairy Floss,
Liquorice and Lollies too!
I fancied jars of Irish moss
But taffy's hard to chew.
Granny's tales and enchanting nights,
Left its sweet essence.
Mommy's lap and sibling fights,
transcended all opulence.
I miss my innocence all after,
Now, I found those days too good.
I miss collapsing in endless laughter
I wish, I return to the Joys Of Childhood.
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The Notes On A Heartstring
PoetryA splendid collection of chasmic poetries, encompassing rhythmical words stringed into threads of overflowing emotions, that arise from the notes of a heartstring giving a reminiscent impression of serenity. Highest Rankings- WINNER- THE AESTHETIC...
