Mihaela Pirjol


The Circle Of Life - Poem by Mihaela Pirjol

Plucking the petals of a daisy:
" He loves me, he loves me not;
He loves me, he loves me not;
He loves me…"

Knowing Love, long before
Knowing what Love is;
But when I was a child, —I knew.

Now, I teach myself to love again;
To remember what I have forgotten,
While living in this world.

From my own world,
I shall create a new world;
Where dwellers
Shall recognise themselves again,
When returning to innocence.

I have learned this:
Life, it only teaches us
How to forget our learning —
The sacred knowledge residing within us;
Darkening the divine spark
That comes with birth.

I am on my way to childhood —
Enclosing the circle of life.

Topic(s) of this poem: life, love and life, reflecting

Form: Free Verse


Comments about The Circle Of Life by Mihaela Pirjol

  • Rajesh Thankappan (9/7/2016 10:47:00 AM)


    The spontaneous feeling of love we have in us as children is contaminated and lost while life meanders on. But the good thing is that you have once again set out it search of it. A somewhat similar poem of mine entitled ' On Childhood Innocence, ' I recollect, which I have not yet posted on poem hunter. I shall post it now.10/10 (Report) Reply

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  • Edward Kofi Louis (7/28/2016 9:18:00 AM)


    Knowing love! Nice piece of work. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 14, 2016

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 31, 2017


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