The Child In Me Poem by malini kadir
The Child In Me
The child in me
Is wide awake
Old habits of childhood
Still in my lonesome nature
All fresh and frisk
The adult in me is rationale
The parent in its perfection's strive
The child in me is in Love!
In life; my timid sensitive soul
Is out to play with its imaginary mate
So harmless to a point
Yet grotesquely enormous
In its total impact
My shadow in this fading moon's light!
Is keeping me company in my plight!
I smile with wonder
In my eyes
At my thoughts
my mirth bubbles to surface
Yet untold happiness touches my lips!
As if' Among flowers I find a cup of wine! '
Li po inspired; poetry flows
With the wine into my cup
As moon keeps me company
and your thought with my shadows dance!
With day break
We will part to separate ways
Reality will stand as parent
Ordering us to obedience
Our adult in its logic
Will make this magic disappear! !
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~malinikadir
A retrospect into innocent and carefree childhood lightens the bone breaking burden of adulthood. Very well penned. CP
W0W! the! ! ! ! s on the title of the poem in itself is an Agreably disagreable CHILD! ! ! L0L
very well written...the child in us is a wonderful creator
The child in me Is wide awake Old habits of childhood Still in my lonesome nature All fresh and......... i loved your poem... beautiful and simple write...10 read mine innocence regained.....child....school....teacher no please....hen laid an eggs....all kids series by me... comment if u like to
remembered.. the return of innocence...ENIGMA very nice and beautiful cheers
wowwwwwwwww Malini, the child in you is so apparent good write anjali
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I would like to translate this poem
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we are children to the world we live in, till our end, Hema...we play different games at different stages of our 'time'...indepth write...thanks...10