Chasing Planes.....

Let me take you to

A time when everything had

Magic in it……

It was the time when

Playing in dust was the

The thing I loved……

Such beautiful was the time

When the afternoon was

Spent in chasing planes…..

Those were glorious days

When I asked silly questions

but lived curious…

auspicious was the time

when I just wanted to have

and not wanted to be…..

simple were the moments

when I used my hands to

decide  left and right…..

magical were those days

when I trusted everyone

and when my only fear

was fear of ghosts….

 Those were the years when

I was not smart enough

To regret my yesterday

And concerned about my future….

It is the time we all have lived

And somewhere in our heart

We still want to chase planes…..