Gone are the days,
Of waking up as and when we want,
Feeling the dreams we saw,
Experiencing the world in our way.
Gone are the days,
Where imaginations had no bounds,
Where future was a mystery we didn’t care about,
Where pressure and stress seemed far away.
Gone are the days,
When freedom was what we had,
World was what we saw,
And beauty was what we felt.
Gone are those beautiful days,
Gone are those magical carefree moments,
Gone are those childhood days,
Gone far away.
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I am not a writer by choice but by the need of expression. Helium and atoms might be surrounded by other helium atoms but my mind occupies variety of thoughts. The need of expression is not because i have something to tell but it's because i have some experiences at such a young age which are worth sharing. Before the cobwebs of my life transform my thinking according to world's perception about different things in life, I want to see, judge, analyse and express things through my young ineffectual lenses which can grow older at some point and might not judge the things the same way as it will be hammered brutally by people. So here is my blog where you would see world through my eyes and my view. Looking at same world but with a different perspective expressing with colours and metaphors. Welcome to my blog : THE ARTSY PSYCHE
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This made me feel so old, my life is gone. This made me realise that days are not gone but need to realise the importance of life in each passing day.
This is very creatively put… I like the script and I also as if I was watching a movie with passing in life. Nicely put… Very great!!
Thanks a lot for your appreciating words. We all tend to loose such days ..
missed some words in between**I like the script and I also felt as if I was watching a movie with Life passing by. **
Hi Saloni – I love the concept behind that poem, but is your life as an adult really lacking in all those areas?
Do you no longer feel dreams?
Is your imagination so rigidly constrained?
Do you no longer feel beauty?
My childhood days are most certainly gone, but I still have magical moments. I still have a high degree of freedom.
My view of the world is clearly very different now, but I still love to wake up in the morning and experience yet another day here. I still love to dream about what could be, and my times spent with Ray are often magical. My childhood life is no more, but my adult life is probably more exciting because I understand so much more and can utilize that knowledge however I desire. Just thinking!
True, there are still moments we have but nothing is same as compared to childhood. As we grow we tend to think and feel as world thinks. We now see apple as yes its a red apple but during our childhood we think why is the apple red?
That’s the difference I am trying to show.
Beautiful!
I guess childhood was the most amazing span of life because, we didn’t had any tensions, we didn’t had any of worries, we didn’t care about what’s going on around. We were in our own rhythm and lived our life to the fullest. As we are growing elder, responsibilities are increasing and hence they are making us aware of the meaning of life. Though, every period in life has its bliss and changes. And yes, they have their own aromatic essence. 🙂
Agreed. Childhood are those carefree days of enjoyment. Thank you for your words 🙂
Hey, I found your blog on community swimming pool. Yep those days have been gone for a really and I mean really long time, but we have to embrace each like our last cause death and all that stuff is coming…
True 🙂
Such a heart touching post! True, there’s nothing like childhood! ☺
I know. Sadly it passed away.
Loved reading this 🙂 The title reminded of a post I wrote with the same title but all different concept 😉 If possible, you can check @ https://darshith0000.wordpress.com/2015/07/13/gone-are-the-days/
Thanks. Your post was amazing as usual 🙂
Thank you 😀 Oh you read that? I am honored 😛
That’s too much to say
Same title but different content 😉
Yeah true 😀