Shouvik Roy

Rookie - 3 Points (26th january 1992 / Kolkata)

Innocence - An Autobiography - Poem by Shouvik Roy

I don't know when I was born,
Maybe when humanity didn't exist.
I was lost, in the senses of the insentient beings;
Always trying to find something.

Then came the humans, and I found my worth.
I found my place in the stone man's child
And the warmth of the fire made,
Since then I am multiplied.

I am the newborn's cry and the old man's last grin;
The blue of the ocean, red of the fire;
Half Bent bough of the golden tree to the ground,
Yellow no more, I am coloured brown

Once the air smelled of me, and the soil whispered my name;
I was serenity, I was beauty;
But for years I was harmed
And my luster has happened to dim.

And then came the bullets
With their sharp faces drilling my reality;
I felt lonely, for no one remembered me,
Puffed with the grey smoke far I went

Now I doubt myself, have I ever existed?
But when that sudden qualm would arise
I would find myself in the smile of a mother
With her child, I am still alive…

Comments about Innocence - An Autobiography by Shouvik Roy

  • Rookie The Reader (7/14/2012 1:13:00 PM)

    An impressive autobiography of Innocence personified! (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 45,404 Points Valsa George (7/11/2012 4:06:00 AM)

    This is one of the best poems I have read recently! We all terribly feel the loss of innocence from this world! ! But it lingers some where, some how....It is not yet time to sing its dirge......! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Natasha Hochar (6/29/2012 8:28:00 AM)

    Straight to the heart (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,719 Points Pheko Motaung (6/27/2012 3:53:00 AM)

    A masterly crafted masterpiece! Keep on writing (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Amy Collins (6/26/2012 1:28:00 AM)

    Your poems are so emotionally tied to them. You could vividly see you in this poem reminded me of another poem
    the fisherman by kurt brown. Great Job! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 163 Points Meena Mustafa (6/25/2012 10:15:00 PM)

    Loved the expression. It's true that in this mean and selfish world one has to surrive no matter how. You are very talanted and I enjoyed reading your poems. Keep up the good work. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 71 Points Indira Babbellapati (6/25/2012 9:48:00 PM)

    and you will continue to be alive... it's a circle and we go round n round! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 10 Points Shikha Shah (6/25/2012 1:02:00 AM)

    in this selfish world people have to kill their innocence to survive...
    loved the way u expressed this... :)
    keep expressing! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 8,451 Points Neela Nath Das (6/24/2012 8:53:00 PM)

    Right you are.Innocence is no more.Only in infancy and in second childhood, in the smile of the mother with her child or in abstract things innocence may be found.There is a ray of hope in it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 24, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, July 9, 2012

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