Take me back

Good times of the childhood,

No phones in hand,

A headset and melody in mind.

Those times are yet classic

Deeper friendships,

concerned intentions.

Those times were the best,

This age of screen shall never taste.

Traveling to school by bus,

never-ending ride

full of potholes,

yet the body never got tired.

Those were the times,

indeed the best ones.

The mind would celebrate

and suffice on rewards.

Unlike this era,

where nothing satisfies,

there's no focus,

and only demise.

Of the gold old days!

(I would do anything to get those days back!)