Innocuous-hood

Those were the childhood times, when we use to rhyme.

There were no tunes, yet sounded nice.

I watch my childhood memories in the conscious of mind,

It was filled with innocence, crazy acts and sometimes so shy.

How life changes from those moments to now,

The mind, the karmas, the intellect makes us what we are now.

I cherish the days I have lived & living every day,

Though here's one thing I miss, I desire shall forever stay 

The innocence I see in a child's heart which vanishes a little when we grow,

Wish to restore it forever no matter in a life curve canny brow.

and  I name it an Era of Innocence hood,

which endears & belongs to one's childhood .

Passing Days

Day by Day everyday is leaving me ,
First second , than minute & an hour waving me .

am I doing justice to it is something that I ask myself ,
what shall I do  , is actually tickling me .

I wonder about ups and downs in the days ,
though when I think of present ,nothing's  actually there which ever stays .

Laugh & let others laugh with us,
wipe the sadness that creates twirls in us.

They say not to worry , not to fear at any situation ,
nothing is ever permanent in the worldly imagination .

smile at every step of this hallucination ,
It can be felt when we have spiritual illumination.

Being in Ecstasy is life's voice ,
When "I" merges in Vasudeva,it's only state which brings an infinite rejoice ..