CHILDHOOD DREAMS

When we were still kids 
Each day comes with it's ecstasy 
Steadily playing at night 
During the full moon
Right there we share our dreams 
Telling different stories 
Without hate, envy or jealousy 
Love, laughter, sharing without greed all we knew.

Our dreams, our inspiration 
Always aspiring with conviction 
Even amidst restrictions 
We keep dreaming without limitations 
Indulging in things that are uplifting 
Steadily believing in our dreams without any doubt.

When we were kids 
Our goal the focus
We had so many dreams 
Some forfeited 
Reasons best known to me
Childhood dreams are memories 
A flight of fantasies
Giving ecstasy and melodies.

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