Mihaela Pirjol

Innocence Lost - Poem by Mihaela Pirjol

I miss the girl I used to be
I miss her smile, even her tears;
I miss the innocence she lost
Along in life, she cannot restore.

I miss her dreams and fantasies
Her expectations, even her fears;
I miss her hope for better times,
I miss all to whom she said good-bye.

Topic(s) of this poem: time, innocence

Form: Quatrain

Comments about Innocence Lost by Mihaela Pirjol

  • Valsa George (11/19/2014 11:48:00 PM)

    As we grow and get more and more exposed to life, we lose our innocence and the child in us departs waving goodbye to us! However hard we yearn to return to those days of innocence, it proves futile until perhaps we cross the eighties.... our second childhood...! But by then our zest for life would have gone from us for ever! Enjoyed this poem of nostalgia! (Report) Reply

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  • (7/28/2014 6:10:00 AM)

    Original look back sadly past cannot be changed thankfully the future can... in the young years the hands of time will eventually give us wisdom...meaningful poem of all our lives too...regards (Report) Reply

  • John Brown (7/22/2014 8:46:00 AM)

    A poignant poem. Nicely written. (Report) Reply

  • PERSIAN NIGHTINGALE (7/18/2014 5:07:00 AM)

    though hopeless, a regeneration is always possible (Report) Reply

  • Heather Wilkins (7/16/2014 11:01:00 AM)

    lovely write with familiar thoughts. the years pass so quickly (Report) Reply

  • Geetha Jayakumar (7/6/2014 7:24:00 AM)

    Beautiful and meaningful poem. Very true said, as the years passes by we loose the innocence of our childhood, teens to our sweet memories. Loved it. You have penned it well. (Report) Reply

  • Saadat Tahir (7/5/2014 10:46:00 AM)

    a very nice poem...
    depicting montage, sadly we all must say good bye to that girl or boy
    nostalgic lines imbued with charm and simple longing

    time is such a merciless vector.... it bulldozes everything in its path....

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  • (7/2/2014 1:39:00 AM)

    It is the real fate and no one can interfere or change the destiny. The memories of pleasant ones will last for ever in poet's mind and this is a nice poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 30, 2014

Poem Edited: Sunday, August 21, 2016

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