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Whispers of Childhood

Echoes of Wonder and Discovery

By Sasi KalaPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
Whispers of Childhood
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Childhood wonder glows,

Innocence in each new day,

Discovery's light.

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Time drifts in child's play,

Laughter bright, night's gentle sleep,

Moments like sails sweep.

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A cardboard box floats,

In seas of dreams, it gently

Slips away, a ship.

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Questions bloom like stars,

In the night sky's endless blue,

Dreams and wishes spark.

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Sasi Kala

I'm Sasikala, a poet crafting emotions into beautiful words, painting tales of natrue, love, strength, and the human adventure with each poem.

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  • Rowan Finley about a year ago

    Happy 😃 thank you for sharing!

  • Petofy - Everything Petsabout a year ago

    Nice Poem Sasi....

  • Novel Allen2 years ago

    Wow! What lovely Haikus. So profoundly wonderful. Great work on the word play.

  • Rachel Deeming2 years ago

    I loved the gentleness of this.

  • "A cardboard box floats, In seas of dreams, it gently Slips away, a ship." Very touching lines for me. Appreciate your great attempt!

  • This was well-wrought and an exceedingly beautiful portrayal of the innocent wonder a child can experience.

  • shanmuga priya2 years ago

    I liked your poem.Well written.

  • Dawnxisoul393art2 years ago

    The evocative imagery of glowing innocence, sweeping moments, and dreamlike adventures transport the reader to a realm of pure magic and discovery. This collection of haiku is a poignant and beautifully crafted tribute to the wonder and magic that lives within us all, no matter how much time may pass. Thank you for sharing!

  • Margaret Brennan2 years ago

    Childhood is mystical and magic. Too bad is flies past so quickly and leaves us to only remember. Great poem. Made ME look back and remember.

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