Essence Of Childhood

The time when we feel completely appeased with our life,

We had friends regardless of color, caste and height,

All dressed up with shoes polished and shirts perfectly white,

To sit on the last bench had a strange level of fight,

All did mischiefs but only a few were in the spotlight,

Never looked abased of what we did day and night,

These memories are like countless stars in the moonlight,

Leaving an alluring impression that never ends till demise....