Little Boy again!

I walk alone

Along streets

Full of people

Unknowing,

What are they upto

Worse,

Not wanting to know.

As a child

By bed at night

And asked

My parents

In innocent delight

To please tell me

stories

And listen in wonder!

What happened along the way?

Am i too preoccupied?

Am i runnning too fast that

I dont smell roses along the way?

As I yearn

To be

That little boy again.

A poet sees beauty,

A child sees hope,

A bride sees a future,

An old man visions rest,

And I see nothing but pain,

And I am so tired

Of standing

In the rain.

Please bring me sunshine!

I want to once again think

That candy is better than money

As i can eat them

I want to once again go to

The terrace to count stars.

Walking still

In agony

On street full of people

Engrossed in their mere existence

With shallow minds.

I want to be that little boy again!