I met a little girl,
As fragile as could be
And i don't know somehow,
She reminded me of me!
In her little eye she saw a dream,
Of happiness unmatched
But every time she made it true
There came a little catch
And each time a little tear,
Would fall on her knee
But again and again she tried
For she wanted to succeed.
Her innocence was soon broken
In light of further days,
For every time she tried to smile,
Darkness pushed her away.
And though she broke entirely,
From within
Outside, she tried to put a show
And tried to mingle in.
And she tried to piece together
Her unhappy shattered heart,
But inside she was tearing
Slowly. part by part.
I met a little girl
As fragile as could be,
It's hard to belive, I know
That girl was me.
so nice and sad....really we need to fall bfr we get sucess of walking well....and in every soul there is a little boy or girlwho shows us the reallity bcoz the reality is so pure like a little boy's heart..well written ishita.keep writing
very deep poem...i felt it so close to my heart...it is a gem.. all i could do is a vote for ten.. :)
ishita, that child is within everyone...we seldom meet her.............
A very melancholic description of your refined innerself that has become apparent in the form of your innocence by reading this elagant poem.............10/10 Best Wishes Sameer
lovely poem...of innocence....its explains the reality
tattered beings literlly sprout but u took a novel way to describe the feelings very nice p[oetry...ita atenner cheers
no doubt, innocence is a reality and heart feeling age of some one... its really a very emotional and good poem and hope you will never stop writing.... just go on...10 ++++++
keep the innocence within........... pour it as poetry.............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i think that the poem is realy good and down to heart