Childhood Days
P Parameswaran Nair Damodaran Nair
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Today when I dig out
the piece of peacock feather
planted deep in my old school text
I regretfully recognise it
to be the token of your love.
The days we exchanged
cutout colour pictures
colourful chocolate wrappers
and many other childhood fancies
were days of innocence, I realise painfully.
Life is so complex
that we forget and remember
things that we should not either;
resentment can never reset
begone days so passionate
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