From Most of the Things I Remembered From Childhood.

From most of the things I remembered from childhood

Running fast and dodging the wild cars

Ended up in an empty street

Dark and steady

I ran, I fell

I fell, I tried

I tried, I scream

I scream and I woke up

I woke up in lights

Bright and moving

I was safe and sound

Moving and happy

And I was safe and sound

Happy and frightened

But I was safe and sound

From most of the things I remembered from childhood

When moon was the only thing

To look up and to dream about

I was 3

Being effortless I kept on counting

The endless ocean of stars

Moon being the king

And stars being the people

Peaceful as still water

And from the stories my momma told me

“And baby,  people don’t manage without the king”

She said

So my 3 years old soul asked the stars

“How do they?”

From most of the things I remembered from childhood.

Kicking the ball with my 7 years old feet

Wandering reckless in all those lively streets

Childhood kept swimming in wide ocean of muddy pants and mickey mouse t-shirt

And in balanced on-off switches

So when I start to count the endless ocean of star

1-2-3-4--- wait

“Stars, I have a wish to be completed”

Then I realise my effortless mind wandered away

From most of the things I remember from childhood.

Happy birthday they sing

To the 13 years old me

Gifts and wishes

None of the blisters and bruises

And me, I was up to my head in happiness

Learned to make friends

Running with all those crazy trends

Jumping around the fences

They made for me

And counting the stars went un-noticed by me

But, one thing that I never forget

The sack full of unsatisfactions and complaints I had

And childhood ?

Childhood is somewhere in the way to meet the shoreline

From most of the things I remembered from childhood.

Trapped in the great fuss

Making promises, I was 15

Some drift apart

Some fall into my part

Looking at the beauty of sky

Remembered the time

1-2-3 counting the stars

Missing my old days

I learned How to cry alone

And childhood?

Childhood already crossed the shoreline

From most of the things I remember from childhood.

So when I turned 17

My thoughts starts to meet page

Making different abstracts

Different patterns on the blank page

 Always keep trying to make

Constellations out of  words

I was on the very way of becoming a poet

Looked at the sky bearing a sunset

“The way the purple clouds refuses to blend

With the blue sky

Its beautiful”

“And the very edge of earth

 from where the universe starts

 its beautiful”

“The way the heart refuses

 to stop beating

 for the thing called passion

 its beautiful”

I wrote

And being a song lover

Everytime when john lennon  hit my head

I count “on” stars this time

1-2-3 and ask

“how do they manage to be in peace”

“can’t we?”

Opened my phone

“No matter how many land mines erupt in a minute but be sure your mind lands on the beauty of this funny place called life”

I read.

                       -Manvii Kardam