I Forgot my childhood

I forgot the streets in which I used to walk……
I forgot the senseless things I used to talk…….

I forgot the joy of completing all homework……
After which I had no other work…..

I forgot the nights thunder would scare…....
On toys when I used to stare………..

I forgot the time I used to play…..
With dust and clay

poem by Harshal Joshi
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