By Dishita Melkani
Those were the days,
With the bright summer morn,
A smiling face,
And beautiful songs,
A life full of colours,
And a soul full of dance,
Finding joy in even mess and clusters,
And not missing any funny chance,
A heart soft and tender,
And eyes full of shine,
Spreading glitter everywhere,
And being jolly all the time,
Listening to fairy tales,
Watching funny T.V shows,
Dancing in the rain,
And being lost in our own zone,
Being carefree and accepting things as they have been,
But now as I look back, it all seems like a dream..
By Dishita Melkani
Beautiful imagination. The way of converting your thoughts into writing is bless full. Keep learning amazing things from your Brother Bharat
Beautiful poem❤️Loved the expression and potrayal
Perfectly blended with imagery and emotion
😍
Felt nostalgic