My Childhood Tree

I was visiting my village, after a long, 
My mind was singing the childhood song.

I came out of bus, and walked to the village,
but the feet changed the direction, to my amaze.

I was going to the forest, to my old tree,
the one which we all used, when free.

On my way, remembering the good ol' days
playing with my friends, on the tree, we say

'Let's never forget our friendship, and the tree,
will keep it in alive in our memory's sea.

We used to climb it, sit on top;listening,
birds chirping; wind's voice; blossoming flower, water flowing.

But when I reached it, it was not there,
I was shocked, and searched for it everywhere.

Then something caught my eye, A burnt tree,
Struck by lightening, my eyes weep.

How cruel time is, nothing left of my memory,
remembering the good old days, I hugged the tree.

But as I was about to leave, something I heard,
I went in the direction of voice, across the fields of mustard.

What I saw, touched my heart deeply,
some children were playing beneath another tree.

But they didn't see me, I was hiding,
in the memories of past, my heart was gliding.

I turned and went back, carrying all my memory,
It will always be alive in my heart, my childhood tree.

The Broken Flute

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"Can you get me some old clothes,
from the chest, in the attic,
don't lay like a bunch of slothes,
get up fast, or I'll use the stick.

I got up and went straight upstairs,
in the room, and in the attic.
Things were lying there which nobody cares,
boxes, broken glass, old furniture, a candlestick.

I opened the chest, to found some cloth,
but what i found, was a broken flute.
Suddenly my memory took me to grade fourth,
sitting next to a girl, i liked, 'so cute'.

I was really great at playing te flute,
and everyone was so spell-bound.
But i like to play only for the girl 'so cute',
and she too like to hear the sound.

Then memory took me to last day of school,
when there was, everywhere, mixed kind of feeling.
But i was only sad, to never see her again, a fool,
that i never told her, my emotions, my feeling.

She was going somewhere far, and i was alone,
standing there, with my flute, and some tear.
My heart was thumping, my mind was gone,
i was blank, but what to do next ,was clear.

I sat on to become the greatest flute player,
for it was a way to both, remind her and forgot.
I held shows everywhere, just to see her,
but for seven years, i didn't get a shot.

"Honey, why are you taking so long?"
"Look, what i found, this broken flute."
"Oh! It remind me of the fourth grade song"
Why! This was the same girl, You remember, 'So cute'.
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Adieu!

Today, I was cleaning my shelf.
Suddenly an old pal peeped at me.
I was startled, 'who are you', i asked.
It replied,'I'm your pal, the Geometry box'.

Remember the time, we spent together.
You threw me here, You threw me there.
And for revenge, I hid your things in me, when you search.
And reveal them after you was frustrated enough.

'Yes, I do remember. And once when you was badly torn,
I ran to my mom to sew you instantly.
She kept saying to buy me a new one,
But i insisted for you, you was my buddy.'

We laughed and I hugged it closely.
Tears came from my eyes, it was time to part.
You have served me enough, my LOYAL SERVANT,
its time for you to take a rest.

And then i packed him in the big box for roof,
And Bid my Best friend Adieu....!!!!!!!

:')