POEM- THERE WERE NO GROWNUPS IN THAT ROOM

Poem - There were no grown ups in that room

Someday back really really ago

days and nights when difference wasn't a much of a thought to

Speaking anything without me having to make a sense of

Crying laughing giggling at my gibberish and

Papa watching news and me eating 

From his plate and you telling me 

To recite the alphabet and show how good i can be

And then everybody would clap. 

Really really loud 

Seeing this my heart would flutter

Eyes wide, lips wide, teeth still anew 

I would dance and i would clap

Like i did the thing no one else can ever can

Jumping through the house

You warning me about the mess I'm causing now

You would run after me 

Trying to chase as if I'm some wanted mischief 

If i get tired and then get caught 

I would be passed onto papa's lap where there's no escape from

The news still going

But there's nothing new

I might still be eating from his plate

Him playing with me 

And you watching us

It was different back then

We all were very young

There were so many grownup things to do

But fortunately

there were no grown ups in that room

-Aditi Singh