The child in me wants to be naughty
Would love to play, shout and forget all routine duty
Wish to float those paper boats and enjoy splashing water
Childhood friends will join me happily without any falter.
The child in me gets scared of this materialistic world
Nothing pleases me and finally I feel rather bored.
I want to listen to my laughter echoing in my dreamy land of hills
Wish to travel and enjoy that same tantalizing thrill.
Lost the child in me which urges me to return
I know this is a matter of serious contemplative concern
Wish I could return to those childhood days again
Now only memories are there to cherish and relieve my pain.
Let me try and keep the child in me alive
Let those moments be lived again without any strife.
Sometimes let me enjoy life by being happily insane
Memories do bring happiness and never go in vain.