Poems About: INNOCENCE
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241.Field of innocence
She's still a child in some ways
she stil needs guidence on her way
the bruises she tries to cover up
everyone can see if only they knew the story read more »Dominique Lange
242.No Pictures Of This Baby
No pictures of the baby
The baby that was me
No pictures of her innocence
Because innocence you no longer see read more »Anonymus Girl
Gone is the innocence we owned a child,
days which were carefree – days we’d run wild.
Tents made from bed sheets with the wind fell down,
as we played in the trees which we hid from the town. read more »R. L. Allen
244.Field Of Innocence
Full of peace. read more »Trinity Bella
For when I was a child.
Beloved of my dear mother.
Pure, in my childly innocence
And my childly innocence read more »Dimu Eric Olowo
246.Time Gone By
?The time when your innocence was something that people loved about you, ?
The time were a dimple on your cheek was smiled at, ?
The time when all you felt was happiness, ?Finding enjoyment and fun almost out of anything, whether that be a toilet roll or a cardboard box,
When sweets at the weekend felt like it was Christmas, read more »meggan o reilly
We’re all born with it
As children, its what we live on
Screw death and destruction read more »Joseph Anthony Montefusco
248.Death of Innocence
Far away from the demons and ghouls
Out of reach of those that trap the soul
In the sunlight, where all is safe
Where she can lay her head in peace read more »joses tirtabudi
249.Isn't It The Image
A dignifying of a known decadence,
To adorn and dress to impress...
In a suit and tie may to many make sense.
Since... read more »Lawrence S. Pertillar
One of my favorite attributes of children, when I see it I feel blessed,
Is the enthusiastic, unbridled innocence with which they all possess.
A child will sing uninhibitedly before he realizes there’s a song. read more »Jim Yerman
In a world where innocence is lost so quickly, I pondered if it
truly exists at all. Where does one go to find it . . . this freedom of a pure, existence amidst an age-old classroom called life who teaches that innocence is best ignored. It was when I stopped looking that I was able to "see" a world with an
abundance of innocence and I chose it for my guide. Stop for a
moment and watch nature. Listen to all that is to be heard; for , this is read more »Cheryl Greear
Adorned by sparkling snow
Glittering in the window
Are the eyes.
They peer into the skies read more »Melissa Ferrer