Searching back childhood...

why.... do keep on doing this to me... with all this beautiful work that just hits me in the heart every time I read them. even when I have read them for like 100TH TIME. gush..... you are really living up to your name.

Eros was the Greek god of Love.
every one of your poems and your work is filled to the brimmed with love and desire and such freaking beauty. its just too beautiful to keep in the dark. please tell me you are planning on getting all of your work published in a book or somewhere else. because your work is much too beautiful to be kept on one site, one page and your mind. please never stop writing these beautiful works of art. or speaking with your heart and your soul in your work. because it is what makes it the most beautiful.

and as usally some perfect quotes to go with your veery perfect work

Never stop fighting until you arrive at your destined place - that is, the unique you. Have an aim in life, continuously acquire knowledge, work hard, and have perseverance to realise the great life. - A. P. J. Abdul Kalam

There is no substitute for hard work. Never give up. Never stop believing. Never stop fighting. - Hope Hicks

Even though you're growing up, you should never stop having fun. - Nina Dobrev

As you get older, you grow and mature, and that should never stop. As soon as you stop growing, you're done living. I'll always be growing, forever learning, forever taking in advice from people I deeply respect. -Odell Beckham, Jr.


Never stop paying attention to things. Never make your mind up finally. Do not hold beliefs. - A. S. Byatt


I spent my whole childhood wishing I were older and now I'm spending my adulthood wishing I were younger. -Ricky Schroder

Hi, I am princess, a new member of this society. I am here to review your work and offer you suggestions. Apologies if I offend.
First of all, this is a very beautiful poem written by a creative poet. The words are beautifully put together and I can relate to the poem. This happens in everyone's life- missing the childhood memories, friends and much more. It is a nostalgic poem which expresses yearning to relive the past, the childhood. Though it is a blank verse, it is quite rythemic. When I read your poem, I was lost in childhood memories, just like you. Plunging in the past was easy bt coming out of the cobweb of memories was difficult.

'Growing up playing catch-catch,

Didn't realise when the ball got lost forever.

I didn't realise when the gas-balloons,

Flew up into eternal sky & got lost forever.'
These lines are really nice to read. I mean, how the ball and the water balloons got lost forever in the sky. I know you can neither get the ball back nor the memories, so you must be feeling a little nostalgic.

'In this complex game of hide and seek,

The childhood is now hidden forever;'
So beautifully written, amazing! the lines in which you have compared the present life with a complex game of hide and seek is quite imaginative and creative.

'Fragile sweet soapy water bubbles,

Replaced the harmful smoke of cigars;' I can understand how in or growing yearsour habits change completely. We find it funny after some years that we used to spend the whole day playing these games. But it was fun, having no worries and apprehensions and just enjoying our life to the fullest. It is a pleasure hard to explain. Only a grown up can understand this.
Growing up, I feel, is a bit wierd. When we are young, we yearn to be old. And when we are old , we yearn to be a child again. Only then we realise the importance of childhood and of the people who helped us in growing up.
Wish you luck for the future. Hope to see more of your poems.

Hi there!
So there are just a few things that I noticed.
The first thing was this line: "Fragile sweet soap water bubbles." This line feels rushed and awkward. Maybe just add a few commas and change "soap" to "soapy." Hence: "Fragile, sweet, soapy water bubbles."

It just doesn't feel as awkward and rushed.
You need to switch the "i" and the "a" around in "Traingles."

Lastly, this line "Didn't realize when did the gas-balloons," This sentence is also awkward and doesn't really fit the rhythm of the rest of the poem. I would change it to say something like this: "We/I didn't realize when the gas-balloons."

I hope this helped and this is a good poem!