poems

This thought I had as soon as I had finished my first verse. I had always enjoyed reading poetry as a kid. Before school started every year, I always read the English book in advance. As much as I enjoyed the reads I never could manage to write them myself. Years later on vacation in DC, when I purchased a book on poems, I was suddenly struck with the same kiddish delight. Twelve days down the line, it is still making me smile. Maybe it was the right time to turn to my old hobby, maybe I was better able to write. But it definitely made me think. There are so many other things I loved as a kid. Maybe now I could enjoy them even more. Not only enjoy the joy it brought, but take it to another level too. 🙂


Joy of Rediscovery

For young adults on the block,
bored and with time to burn.
Perhaps you should turn back the clock,
and turn to the kid, who always had his fun.

It could be riding a bike,
or dancing like a foolish tyke.
It might be an old cartoon,
or singing like a bufoon.
It could be a forgotten game,
or old books that are still the same.

Though sense this idea might lack,
it could bring some good times back.

We constantly change with time.
New skills we learn, while on life’s climb.
Giving something old a try,
might just be worth your dime.

This theory may not always be right,
But you need to trust the kid inside.
Carefree and joyous, it was doing something right.
Joy might just find you, on your blindside.