Shayari Bazar

The Best Time Is Yet To ComeTo Be A Child Once AgainTo Wait For Buds To BloomTo Paint Soil With PetalsAge Warns I’m Truly UnfitTo Look For An Infant DelightTo Read The Dreams Of Tender FlowersTo Mumble Them Mine, To Mock.To Say Sorry To Mourning MothersWhile Catching Their Colorful KidsTo Sense The Kiss Of Dew DropsOn Touching The Grass In SlumberLet Me Redo The Whole Thing To EnsureThe Child Within Me Is Still BreathingFull Of Hope And Glee For An Elegant MomentTo Adorn The World Around Me In ColorsHappy Onam To All