lost world of mine
Oh childhood memories,
Your peep into my worries,
When you come I forget that.
A season of budding playfulness.
Carefully the bud,
grows with essential needs fulfilled.
Going back to those days,
A momentous dream,heartbreaking illusion,
Whenever we are in melancholic state.
Past times influence present...
Your peep into my worries,
When you come I forget that.
A season of budding playfulness.
Carefully the bud,
grows with essential needs fulfilled.
Going back to those days,
A momentous dream,heartbreaking illusion,
Whenever we are in melancholic state.
Past times influence present...