My Partner in Crime!

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Wallowing in a muddy puddle

naked feet jump in gay abandon

squishy, squashy soggy mess,

happy souls prance together

the tiny tail wags in delight

to the sweet sounds of giggles.

My pup, my perfect partner in crime.

Stealthily we enter home,

staining the carpeted floor with tiny footprints of brown.

The silence of the evening shattered

by mom’s scream of disgust,

watching us plastered in an earthy pack,

she fires her volley of angry outbursts.

We stand in mute innocence

my pup, my perfect partner in crime!

Dakshali’s picture prompt plate #3

Let’s Make Memories!

Let me revel in the joy of holding you in my arms

 capture that priceless euphoria in my heart.

Let me bask in admiring your innocent beauty

feeding and burping you, taking you out on a stroll,

serenading in your gurgles and toothless grins.

Let your unbridled laughter reverberate loud.

I promise to be patient, tolerating your naughty pranks

maybe, a small reprimand for a wrong you do.

I’ll be by your side when tears flow down,

tending to your bruised knees and scraped elbows.

Grow up to a life of endless possibilities.

Paint your world with colors of curiosity and imagination,

 catch butterflies, climb mountains and enjoy picnics.

Together, we’ll explore the fairy tales and fantasy world.

You my little darling, are the best gift to me.

So, lets weave together beautiful memories of your childhood,

before you flap your wings and soar high into the skies.

Sadje’s WDYS #87

Memories Unplugged!

In response to Isciblr’s Freedom of Expression Challenge : MEMORIES

Fond recollections envelope,

casts an enchanting spell,

fragrance of happy times waft

from the carefree childhood days.

Tender feet scampering

behind the meandering butterflies

revelling in the cuckoo’s melody

idyllic afternoons lazing in the orchards

echoes of the never ending banter

playful dreams of the little minds

partners in crime, in the naughty pranks

tricks and treats, bruised knees,

messy shirts privy to the artistic strokes

books and games being the best buddies

secret whispers in hushed tones

the sob stories and the impish grin

a collage of trinkets secretly stashed,

happiness was never scarce as

tiny delights ruled the roost.

Today,

as I walk down those lanes,

the beautiful scattered flowers

infuse a scent of reminiscence

of memories unplugged

filled with wistful nostalgia.

Don’t rob my innocence!

In response to Helene’s What do you see weekly challenge, to write a post the pic prompt.

The tiny feet caper merrily

walks on the path of life

enjoying the wondrous sight

with curiosity and awe,

discovers boundless treasures

falters, learns and assimilates

savoring the magic of nature

rearing to hold infinity in his palms,

Before,

his sentinels grab him, to cast him into a mold

burden his tender shoulders with a load too heavy

bundle him on an assembly line

stamp him with fear and anxiety

confine his growth within the societal norms

rob him of his innocence, shred his soul,

churn out an end product –  a successful living robot!

Nostalgic Reminiscence!

In response to secretkeeper’s weekly writing challenge #127, to use the 5 prompt words in a poem or fiction.

Scream|Urge|Wish|Send|Crave

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Peals of  laughter,  naughty pranks,

trivial fights, instant forgiveness,

splashing puddles ,screams of joy,

ink stained fingers, crayoned walls,

idling afternoons, comics unlimited

craving for sweetmeats, raiding the kitchen,

insatiable questions, dreams to reach for the sky,

scraped knees, countless friends

tiny delights, miniscule grudges,

vivid imagination, creative minds,

ingenious games, smiling faces,

simple wishes, innocent hearts,

Oh! With the fragrance  that emanates from the carefree souls,

the urge to travel back to the kaleidoscopic world,

sends me on a nostalgic reminiscence,

of treasured memories of childhood days!