When We Were Young
Narrow sidewalks over which we used to balance over
pretending it was a bridge that held all our hopes and dreams
Chasing butterflies on our little bare feet over the dew-kissed grass
hoping they would take us to secret lands of desire
Hearing the deafening roar of planes
and twisting our necks so quickly they might just snap
to look at the flying creature
hoping one day we'll fly too
with wings strong enough to take us to the universe
now those wings have holes in them caused by the disasters of the world
Those days when we thought our parents were all-knowing deities who weren't scared of anything
only to realize now they're just like us who put on a mask to hide their true souls
Thinking that all the clouds embodied some object or the other
and when they moved so did our imagination
now my imagination dead lying like a corpse in the corner of my room
and that the man who lived on the moon disappeared every fortnight
to cast a magic spell on all of us
That the seeds we accidentally swallowed would grow into magnanimous trees in our stomachs
instilling fear in our minds about the smallest of things
Wishing on dandelions hoping that are impossible dreams come true
Only to realize fairytales were all wrong
and that everyone doesn't get a happy ending
Everything seemed so simple when we were young
when we didn't know the real face of the world
when all the things we knew were nice
and no evil existed at least according to us
where we lived in a world of complete ignorance
yet curious about all the little things we saw
please take me back to those beautiful chapters of my life
rewind them so my mind can relax and be serene
instead of the constant panic it is in now
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