Author: Class XI D
(After Markus Natten)
When did my childhood go?
Was it the day I slept without bedtime stories,
Or was it the day when playing with Barbies,
Left the list of my hobbies?
Was that the day!
When did my childhood go?
Was it the moment I realised that it was all on me,
That no one would be in my place,
To fight my battles for me?
Was that the day!
When did my childhood go?
Was it maybe the day Santa and Tooth fairy,
Forgot to leave me my presents,
Or maybe when I realised,
That they were none other than my parents
Was that the day!
Where did my childhood go?
Lost in the box of memories,
Or maybe trapped under my to-do lists and responsibilities,
That’s all I know!
by Charvi Wadhwani and Kanishka Singhal
Was it all known to me?
That the last lullaby would
be the last indeed, or the
pampered attention would be forgotten.
Does being 13 take away my childhood?
Was it all known to me?
That the open wound would be left unseen,
Coming home late would leave me grounded.
Does being independent take away my childhood?
by Reet Papriwal and Anika Jhiriwal
Be it my first mango bite
Or my neighbours taking me on random rides
I think my childhood’s till my death
But the mind thinks of the street games played though unsaid.
The first time I rode a cycle,
Or when my uncle taught me horse riding
Nostalgia is just the memory power,
But living in the present is the only happiest childhood hour.
by Shivee Salwan
When did my childhood go?
Was it the day I chose an American Tourister instead of cartoon bags?
Was it when I started studying viscous drag?
Could ti be the day when I didn’t care
about studies and my brain lag.
Was that the day!
When did my childhood go?
Was it the day I started going to the gym?
My chances of being the best were getting slim.
But all I needed was to get over the grim
Was that the day!
When did my childhood go?
Was it the day I realised comparison was a thief of joy
I grew up from a little boy
All I could do was get on the journey of life and say ‘Ahoy’!
by Aryav Shah and Arham Sethi
Childhood, Childhood, where did you go?
When did you go? How did you go?
And most importantly
Why did you have to go?
Were you a phase
or were you a friend
were you the good days
or were you my end?
Since you’ve gone
all my relations turned to formalities
The innocence lost in the complexities
The smile lost in guilt
Your departure destroyed everything I built.
by Hemang Kasat and Agamya Jain
Don’t remember the last time we entered the playground
So happy, peaceful, just lying around.
Don’t remember the last time we played House
Jumping around like Mickey Mouse.
Oh so lovely to be a child
Not bothered by passing time.
Oh so lovely to be alive
Living in the memories of our childhood life.
Where did our childhood go?
I wonder so often.
When did our childhood go?
I don’t even remember.
by Aditi Danani and Ummehani Rangwala
