| Sanjib Biswas INDIA THE LOST CHILDHOOD When I was a child, I conquered a world for myself A picture of paradise, So precise to me My eyes.. the morning light Dreamt under the new sun, A new dream each day. Being among colours, Under the arched rainbow Was the world of a little child. Which stood for a while.. As time passed by, The story-teller died A childhood soon lost, incomplete I realised, I wasn't a child anymore. All Rights Reserved. Printed By Permission. |