Lo,
My childhood days,
though were slipped from
this essence called cosmos!
Are not slipped from the
memories of my mind!
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Yet when I memorize those bairnhood days,
how wonderful were those days!
In those delightful days,
the day use to pass buy busy in playing,
the night passes by all beauty sleep;
and would not for the world awake!
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In those delightful days,
by the adventures I do,
I feel like the hero of the century.
Often a tragedy arise,
feels was I, as none worth to solve it,
If does it I solve, I feel none comparable to me!
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O my bairnhood days,
how wonderful were those days!
Lo of those days,
where does the sorrow originate,
where does the distress originate,
and where does the conflict originate?
Nothing use to arise except
Joyful moments and Joyful days!
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Composed on 10.10.1998
Minutiae
Title: My bairnhood days
Publication: Ballads of reaching goal
Year of Composing: 1998
Author: Vijay Vardhan Kudari
Nom de plume: Skald Quill Carry
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