Death Of Innocence Poem by Harsh Joshi

Death Of Innocence

Rating: 5.0


Days had come and gone,
but I had never known
The real pleasure of childhood
The joy, that I never understood.

Chubby face with an innocent smile,
Irresponsible and fearless was the style.
Neither frustration of loss,
nor the excitement of gain.
The life passed, as smooth as
tiny little drops of rain.

Time passed and gave me senses,
which led to all the offences.
Now I had an glittering eye
Happy at gain, for loss, I would cry.

'Death of innocence'
led to birth of a hypocrite.
No more I saw the world,
with such that innocent smile.

Memories I left, were a great lack,
All I wanted now, was my childhood back.....

Friday, November 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood ,innocence
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lalit Kaira 10 November 2015

appreciate your aged thoughts.....

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Shakil Ahmed 06 November 2015

yes we remember the sweet days of our child hood, these are wonderful days without tension and frustration, we long to get it back, well-composed, thanks for sharing.

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Harsh Joshi 07 November 2015

Thank you for your positive feedback sir...

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