Please rewind the time
Back to sunny days of yore
I don’t want to be sad anymore,
Even if I don’t earn a dime
I want to go back home.
Send me to days of class ten
We used a pass to move out of class
Freedom is useless in world so crass,
Even if I have to live in homely jail
I want to go back home.
I want to play with my school friends
I want to lose all games one again
False pride is not worthy of regain,
Even if I have to live in oblivion
I want to go back home.
Great if I fall and bruise my knees
I want to feel that rustic bodily pain
Can’t live with a hurt heart and feign,
Even if I have to lead life sans love
I want to go back home.
Mummy’s lap on a warm winter noon
I want to sleep carelessly there
There is no peace like that anywhere,
Even if I am called a Mumma’s boy
I want to go back home.
It’s very lonely here in distant place
Full of expectations & pressure galore
I need no glory for me anymore,
Even if I lead a mediocre life
I want to go back home.
– Prashant