When I was five
I craved for toys
But when I look back
I feel I was such a naive!
When I turned ten
I yearned for friends
No wonder, why I go gaga
Over this enigma of saga!
Fifteen, when I completed
Books were the only things that I greeted
The way it’s magic proliferated
I know it’ll savour its vantage, till the end of ages!
Give my dreams a kernel of reality
Transforming myself from being fanatic
To stop being garbled and be pragmatic!
But now when I look back and ruminate
There’s one thing I’d like to narrate
You’ll possess everything that you've ever wanted
That’s the power that we humans have been granted!
Written for Poetry Jam- Looking Back