Second Childhood Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

To lighten a tired loaded shoulder
And let go all of unwanted baggage,
To walk unburdened, breathing bolder,
It is to get back to innocent age.

Why else doth life give us second childhood?
To nurture weary self from lifelong drain,
To get rid of our deified hallowed hood,
O that we weather old age not in vain.

No easy still to be child once again,
A man slave is of lifelong memories,
It's hard to erase every wrinkled crease,
To wear child's heart if face is hard to gain.

Ere infancy unfolds in so much pain,
Learn we must to age gracefully, and sane,
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A child as grows losses innocence. This is part of growing. Yet, innocence is bliss, and as they say everyone should try and be a child at heart. Old age perhaps gives us another chance to be an innocent child again.
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Sonnets | 04.05.08 |