Grown Up Poem by Dans Only

Grown Up

Rating: 5.0


Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny,
The Tooth Faerie, and the Monster under the Bed.
Myths of make believe.
Forged dreams of society.
Get married, have kids.
Live happily ever after.
Dreams; or nightmares?
It doesn't matter
As long as you seem happy.
Help is on the way.
So you think.
So you hope.
As the night darkens your sight,
All you have to hold onto
Are the creations of make believe.
The myths of society.
Hold onto everything
Before...

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Myrtle Thomas 24 May 2009

I agree Dans, we cant believe in fairy tales.grown ups dont, but we should'nt lie to our kids through fairy tales either.

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Anjali Sinha 11 May 2009

this one is something different but I enjoyed reading it nicely penned anjali

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, aryaindia 02 May 2009

You have a weird poem but well expressed here....very imaginative......thanks.........arya

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