A toddler I was once; crawling with pride,
Looking at the wonders of the world
Through my eyes clouded with innocence.
Evil I did not know then,
Feeling secure in my mother’s arms
Growing up to a child was no different.
With my first instinct to trust anyone’s smile,
Genuine or otherwise was not my concern.
But obstinate to get what I wanted, and
Wishing everything to be the way I preferred it to be
Along with teenage came unknown sensations-
Taking a peek at him not understanding why;
Being egotistic in my acts to be the center of the universe;
Always anxious of being caught for my dishonesty,
Pathetic lies began to escape my lips.
Then what was left of my innocence was lost.
Taking contentment from tears of others
Greed and selfishness dominating my thoughts.
Not anymore curious about anything, but-
Tearing down the lot with the little I knew
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem