Innocence And Experience Poem by Tan Pratonix
Innocence And Experience
The eyes of a child are sparking black
When they look at you you can't look back.
Innocence and clarity
Emphasize disparity,
Now that I am grown
Into a block of wood or stone
And my eyes have faded dark and brown.
Sparkling black eyes are pretty, of course,
But does it mean that mine are worse?
Experience and suffering undergone
Can turn no man to wood or stone;
And if my eyes are less bold,
Would I exchange them still for an ignorant world?
They say the eyes mirror the soul, so if they see harsh things in life suppose they may become tarnished slightly, but more likely its just age, but a great poen any way.
I doubt that very much Tan. Excellent expression in your work. 10 from saying it like it is! Tai
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9/24/2024 10:30:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Interesting point you make here, swap all you know for another chance at innocence? Perhaps only to have it robbed from you again, will have to think about that for a while! Moyaxx