
I look back in time to see a
tiny shadow caper around,
up to her frivolous antics.
Her cherubic smile
complements her vivacious spirit.
She embraces mirth in
life’s tiny delights,
living each moment,
without a care of being judged.
Complacent and forgiving by nature
she is unafraid to explore.
For, she is a bohemian soul.
Today, I look at my shadow.
Its all grown and groomed,
cast in the societal mould.
Always on tenterhooks ,
worrying, has become a way of life.
The labyrinth of emotional complexities
overwhelms me.
Frowns have replaced my smiles
sadly, I define my own limitations.
I just exist, forgetting to live.
I wonder,
Why and when did I estrange myself
from my once effervescent self?
I know not…
But, I guess its never too late,
to reconnect with my inner child,
to kindle that lost spark.
Oh! we are long lost friends
who have a lot of catching up to do!!
Ah, the carefree days of being children. How I wish I could achieve those qualities again..
Thanks for the reminder, Radhika. Never too late to start, I guess…
Coincidentally I played ‘slice’ game (that of clapping hands, which we used to play as kids), which I enjoyed and laughed till my stomach hurt…😀😀😀
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That’s so nice to hear Deepika. Yes, I remember the game.😄In the process of growing up, somehow we distance ourselves from the child in us. But, it’s never to late to let that little self back into our lives. Thanks so much ❤️
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Played the game with my younger daughter
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👍🏻😊
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Resonate with this poem Radhika
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So glad this resonated with you V.J. Thanks a bunch!!
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Welcome. Have a good day.
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You too!!
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Beautifully said Radhika. We do lose our simplicity and child-like enjoyment of life as we grow older. Thanks for joining in with this lovely poem.
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Yes, Sadje. Unfortunately this is true for many. Thanks a lot this time lovely prompt. ❤️
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You’re welcome! 🙏
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We can always reconnect, sometimes life exxerts pressure on us that we forget who we are just to conform, we then live in fear, lost and estranged to self. I hope you find the bohemian soul again. Well expressed
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Absolutely Kevin. Despite the pressure we face today, only a few are able to keep alive this little beautiful child in them. Thanks so much for your feedback 🙂
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True words. Welcome 🙂
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Innocence of childhood allows us to enjoy life… in adulthood we are shackled from enjoying life! Beautiful, Radhika!
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Yes, somewhere as we become an adult, we lose that little one within us. Thanks Indira!!
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You strung these words so well Radhika depicting our inner child that goes dormant for awhile with the demands of life. It is sooooo important to bring her/him out to play!!!! Have a joyful, fun and happy holiday! ❤️Cindy
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Absolutely Cindy. The hectic life schedules plays tyrant on that inner child, forcing it to retreat into a dormant shell. Guess it’s never too late to awaken it. Thanks a bunch Cindy. Have a great day ❤️
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It sure does and we have to covet her like we do everything else we do but it’s challenging. You voiced it well! ❤️
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A joyous reflection back with a reminder that the inner child still lives in us – just like the opening image reminds us.
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Yes Frank. It’s just that some of need to awaken that inner child from its deep slumber. Thanks so much. Have a lovely day and week ahead!
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Reconnect and ignite that inner spark! Definitely ;D
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👍🏻💙😊
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Wonderful poem Radhika. One can easily relate 🙂
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Thanks Rupali. Yes, sadly it is the story of many.
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We are like the plants, ever so flexible and as we add to our girth of experiences, we become rigid. Nice poem, Radhika!
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Thank you Sunith for your lovely comment.
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Definitely a long lost friend R. It’s time to meet her again .. 😊 So beautifully penned.
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Thanks HS. I hope we enjoy that reconnect with her ❤️
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This is an extraordinary piece of writing, my friend. Loved it.
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Thanks a bunch Ramya ❤️
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A wonderful poem and for sure we have lost our childhood in the days gone by and where has our inner child gone in all this roller coaster of our lives. Superb, Radhika.
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Yes, I think again befriending that inner child will be therapeutic for us. Thanks Kamal and have a lovely day 🌸
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Yes absolutely true and agree totally with your words Radhika. You are always welcome dear ❤️❤️
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I guess among all your poems till now this is the best !! Probably because somehow I could relate to each line.
Wonderful poetry Radhika!
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Many many thanks Deeksha. Somewhere to some extent we all relate to this I guess. Time to renew that bond with her. What says? 😊
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Yessss…I believe if we will renew our bond then our next generation at home will be inspired to face the world individually with confidence!
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I agree 💯
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So lovely, so positive it really brings energetic smile
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Thanks Meenakshi 🙂
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Yes indeed! well written poem that resonates with many. The hustle and bustle of life consumes the simple enjoyments of life at times!
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So true my friend. Thanks a lot for stopping by. Glad you enjoyed this one!
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my pleasure!
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I define my own limitations.
I just exist, forgetting to live.
So true and so important to rekindle that friendship and relation, to light that spark again! Beautiful composition Radhika.
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I agree Pragalbha. Caught in the rigmarole of life, we often lose that spark and zest to living. Glad you picked those lines. I felt I need to work on changing that in my life. Appreciate your kind words always. Many thanks dear!!
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You have indeed created a very beautiful reminder for all of us, you are very welcome.
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Very well composed poem Radhika, stirring and absolutely relatable. Responsibilities would force new behaviours, but loosing the inner child is sad. There are still enough private moments in life to enjoy the unbounded joys of childhood without loosing out on anything on life, I think.
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You are bang on Deb. We need to find those moments of reconnect to deal with the stress and the mundane. It definitely adds an interesting and happy flavour to life. Good to see you after long. Hope you are doing well. Have a lovely day!
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Going on Radhika, things are being very busy at work front. Remembering that poem on deadlines you once wrote 🙂
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Office commitments and deadlines are never easy. I am humbled that you remembered my poem on the same. Hope you have a more relaxed work schedule in the coming week. Best wishes!!
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Lovely poem and an excellent reminder. ❤ Maybe I can recapture the joy if I can remember to wade in a puddle, blow bubbles, or exchange some knock-Knock jokes with my children! 🙂 🙂 🙂 Happy New Year, Radhika!
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Yes, that would be revisiting the simple joys of childhood. I am sure it be like a breath of fresh air filling us up with delight. Thanks Cheryl. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you and your family ❤ !
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Definitely a long lost friend, a lot of catching up to do. But as you said it is never too late. May be the new year will bring better and many opportunities to revisit the simplisictic joys of our childhood.
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Amen to that. Hope we find time to revel in simple joys of life in the coming year. Thanks so much Moushmi. Hope you have a great 2021!
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Beautifully expressed, R! We are so uptight now…really need to catch up and unwind with the self!
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Thanks N. Yes a perfect time to do that is Now!!
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I can relate to this, Radhika! Great take on the prompt.
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Thanks so much Eugenia 💕
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“child like innocence” is pure joy, destined for sacrifice in the altar of societal demands and desires….. for attainment and recognition.
Yet,the innocence not lost, It manifests,in the autumn of life,matured with wisdom and awareness.
Radhika , your writings soar in the blue skies like an eagle in flight..
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Thank you so much for your beautiful words. I only wish one could let that child be alive within, while carrying on with familial and societal duties rather than bury it.
Have a lovely day ❤️
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I have Very strong thoughts and views of what society says growing should be. I think becoming independent is the only line. The rest should be a choice.
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Beautiful reminiscent writing Radhika 🌸🧡
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Thank you Jude 💙
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My pleasure 🌼
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Very sensible thought Jude. I wish the society would be more accepting of that. A beginning in that direction is good 👍🏻
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How poetry comes so easily with you? Seamless, effortless and touching the peak, you never cease surprising me Radhika. I am in love with how to strum the strings of words making poetry enthralling musical notes.
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Thanks a ton Vishal for that lovely poetic compliment. I am basking the adulation you showered on me. Much humbled my friend 🙏😇
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Such a beautiful reminder of childhood, where we roamed fearlessly, no worries, no fatigue. I miss those untroubled days. Awesome 👏 love your thoughts🧡❤
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Such a delightful reminder! Love this, Radhika. ❤️
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Those innocent carefree days. Radhika, you have penned this poem beautifully. We want to be 18 till we die and why not, if it’s so much fun.
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Thank you Usha. Yes, absolutely. We can choose to be forever 18 in our heart 💜. After all age is just a number 😊
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😊
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Nice
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Thanks Shristy
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Beautiful poetry…
Great composition!🙏
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Thank you Debasis 💙
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Welcome! 🙏
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Reblogged this on B +Ve !!.
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Thanks so much for the reblog 🙏
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My pleasure! 🙏
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Wonderful! Always good to keep a little childhood wonder and excitement within us.
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Thanks Ben!
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
MANY AGE-SENSITIVE YOWZAS!
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Thanks Jonathan for the reblog 🙏
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How I love this poem! Struck me deep within. That effervescent self lost in the moulds of societal expectations.. for so many of us it’s so true!
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Thanks so much Pallavi!!
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What an amazing poem. I loved your allegory of the bohemian soul. Excellent as always
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Thanks so much Parneet!
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A very beautiful poem Radhika😊 And a very happy new year❣
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Thanks Avishi. A very happy New year to you too🎉
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Pleasure❣
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Love this poem! I can’t quite relate but I do understand it.
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Glad you understand the idea behind the poem. If you can’t relate to it, it’s good because you have then kept that beautiful child in you still alive. Thanks a lot Anita ❤️
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It gets buried sometimes with housework and chores, but is still quite alive 😀
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I agree. But happy that you’ve managed to keep it alive unlike many others 👍🏻
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🙂
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Childhood days are special….And we should re connect… amazing work dear.
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Thank you Simaya! Yes it’s time we connect back with our inner child!
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