Adult Child Poem by Tribhuvan Mendiratta
Adult Child
An adult can also be a child
I see one in me
Not at all changed;
Just matured;
Essence of what I am
Is the same as I was five
Just a healthier,
Fuller expression
Of that essence.
I live in that solitude
So delicious.
Navigating the world
With excitement of a child.
Because I'm an artist.
I'd die - Really die -
Without an outlet for expression.
My childlike energy-
Is the maturity
I bring to circumstances.
PLEASE.. maturity is not outgrowing,
It is growing up:
I - adult, is not a childhood dead,
But a childhood that survived.
live in that solitude So delicious. Navigating the world With excitement of a child. Because I'm an artist. I'd die - Really die - wonderful imagination. truly we are all children. thank u for taking this theme my dear poet. tony
An can also be a child Navigating the world With excitement of a child.... //.... Excellent poem- insightful and probing. It would do a lot of good to the world if each human being holds within him or her the softness and innocence of childhood and fosters the spirit at all times in life. Thanks for the poem and the illustration.
Thanks Rajnish for encouragement..... I also hope that the people foster such spirit more often
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/27/2024 6:02:47 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Sweet and thought-provoking lines redolent of Wordsworth's line: the child is the father of the man. A clear mirror of most people's thoughts you've got here, dear poet. Thanks for sharing such a fine work with us.10+