I am scared
I am tired
To stay
Inside this
maze
Screaming
Shouting
Arguing
New voices
Every day
Strange and Weird
Trying to get
My attention
Changing
their identity
Every now and
then
Greedy
Jealousy
Selfishness
Sorrow
Each emotion
New person
I see
Inside Me
Thinking of
my past
I was having
a fairy tale life
Perfectly
written words
With a happy
note
I was this little girl
Once upon a
time
Who lived
happily
Until the evil
witch
Cast a spell
on her
And that
little girl of me
Has gone down
the wrong path
And is lost
in eternity
Ahem…
A little girl
Clutching her
toy -
A big bunny
of her height
Sitting in my
couch
Looking Sad
Hey wait…
That looks
like my favorite bunny.
Surprised… Is that me?
Uh oh… I used to be her…
‘Why are you
sad?’
I asked her
‘I
miss you…’
My young
brown eyes
Stared back
at the older me …
‘You
used to hold my hand
To
walk in the beach sand
Building
our own castle
Collecting
the shells
Playing
with the bubbles
With
those innocent giggles…
I
miss you a lot
We
used to be closer
But
not anymore
Don’t
you miss me?’
Those small
eyes gazed at me.
‘You
moved on
And
never looked back…
Going
with the flow
Carrying
your grievances
Jealousy
with other women
Confused
about relationships
Worried
about men
Angry
at yourself
Thinking
only about tomorrow…
You
forgot your happiness
You
forgot to play
You
forgot to enjoy
This
simple day…
Eventually
You
are lost
In
this bigger maze
Angry
girl
Worrying
woman
Greedy
person
You
became friends with
These
bogus people
And
you seem to forget me
The
real you
Oh,
it’s your complicated life…’
I looked at
her in silence
Tears in my
eyes
Lost in my
own thoughts
Or for the
sake of other’s wishes
I don’t know.
Every fairy
tale has a happy ending
But it was
left untold, a mystery,
What those
princes and princesses did…
To make
their life happily ever after?
If only we
know,
We too can
stay happy.
I wonder how
much I miss her.
I am in a
dreamy state.
She is here
with me now
To remind me
what have I lost
And to bring back the real joy
Once again in
my life…
Determined I
am -
Never want to
take a step
Without her
by my side.
She was the
best in me
Innocent and
curious
She loves me
For what I am.
The only one
who, believes in me
And never
gives up on me…
I hug her
I hold her tiny
hand
Walking through
the beach
Standing in
the shore
Playing with
the waves
Looking at the endless sea
Looking at the endless sea
And will
never leave her…
No jealous
No anger
No greed
No more
guilt…
Living this very moment
I am simply enjoying being myself
I am simply enjoying being myself
After a long
time
The lost little girl is back on the
right track again.
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wow! expressed so amazingly...
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it was my writing at the eleventh hour.. with no editing and shaping up i posted it just like that, as the time's up.. am happy you found it good. thanks so much Himanshu. :-)
DeleteLoved it...
ReplyDeleteSo often I wish to bring back my life of a little girl...free of all the wickedness of life..
Hope you read mine too.
http://manjulikapramod.com/2013/03/03/disparity-wow/
yeah, should be free from all the wickedness of growing up.. how wonderful it will be if we manage to bring back our childhood at least once in a while for being happy and true to ourselves.
DeleteThanks a lot Manjulika. will sure read your post :-)
Aww!! Sema cute poem you have expressed!! Childhood is the best primarily because we don't worry about anything and no rules or regulations to follow. :)
ReplyDeleteChildhood is the best part in everyone's life. free from worries and responsibilities. growing up causes.. ohh.. how much stress...Very true Akash, if only we could go back to our old days... :-)
Deleteoh cute poem ah.. *takes a bow* ... even though it needs a bit editing and shaping up lolz. but am gonna leave just like that. Glad you liked it. :-)
hmm! deep thoughts emerging from inside ......childhood memories ..blurred and yet so prominent...very nice lines !! Interestingly, we normally remember the good things only...but i recall few bad ones as well.. like the maths problems and the cruel teacher who beat the shit out of me for not being able to understand maths(which he never explained,anyways ) yet ... lot many fond memories as well.. the feeling of behaving like a grown up.. just for self satisfaction...
ReplyDeleteVery very nice poem !!
yeah that's true. we do like to talk about goody goody things but still we do laugh at our mischief and troublesome subjects too. cos those things filled with innocence. we all have the child inside us.. but as we grow, we hardly listen to it.. we have to act matured for the world we live in. if only we let out that child once in a while, we will be enjoying the beauty of life.
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Beautiful Poetry Meera::)
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oh wow... another award.. yay! am so elated at this honor, Bushra.. and congrats on your award time too. will soon write a post to acknowledge it from you :-)
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Your welcome dear:) You deserved it like soo much:)
DeleteBeautifully expressed..well written!!
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot for visiting my space and leaving such encouraging words..keep visiting..
thanks odyzz. welcome to my space. :-)
DeleteBeautiful poem, we leave all those toys and innocence behind to learn dirty tricks of the world. Childhood may be past but do echoes through faint memories to keep us connected with our real selves.
ReplyDeletechildhood is the best part in our life.. but still the world has molded us and given the grown-up-act-mature tag and so we are stuck in this complicated maze.. in a way, looking back mostly brings smile to us . thanks Meenakshi for your lovely comment. :-)
DeleteLovely words! kept me engaged :) nice read truly :)
ReplyDeleteoh.. thank you soo much, Saurabh.. :D
DeleteI really loved this poem Meera! Awesomely penned :)
ReplyDeleteChildhood is the only stage, where we don't pretend, we don't wear any masks and just live life the way we like!
This poem reminded me the poem once I wrote, lil similar subject...
Please have a look when you get time A child in me
very true. child has no pretence. no gimmicks. filled with innocence and joy. glad you liked it Valli..
Deleteand your poem is adorable and cute.. :-) loved it.
Beautiful poem ...wish I could bring back the child in me again :)
ReplyDeleteyeah me too.... :-) glad you liked it, tomato :-) do visit again..
DeleteAmazing...i read the entire poem...twice...beautifully expressed...loved the lines...!!!
ReplyDeletehappy you enjoyed reading my lines.. thanks so much Anjan.. :-) have a great week..
DeleteAwesome poetry, Meera. Childhood is really a treasure trove and we need it to safe keep in our heart against the odds of life.
ReplyDeleteglad you liked it sir :-)
DeleteA sweet poem. The perfect way to grow up would be to retain the innocence of childhood while understanding the realities of life.
ReplyDeletevery true, meenakshi. happy u liked it :-) keep visiting.
DeleteThanks for reminding us to keep the little girl in each of us alive
ReplyDeleteyou're welcome :-) keep visiting here for more nibbles..
DeleteSo... the little girl springs back to life again! :) Love the entire journey and the message you have weaved -- of taking in the experiences through the maze of life yet still keeping 'our' innocent selves alive, that is indeed the real beauty of living this life.
ReplyDeletea complicated maze though.. and we are striving hard to preserve the child in us.. welcome to my space.. do visit again :-)
Deletecongratulation u have managed to write such a short poem :D :P
ReplyDeletebtw it was lovely though hope d little girl in u stay always wid u :) preserve it :)
haha... saikat.. am glad you called it as a poem. i called it as a poetic story. lol.. i am trying to write something short but its not working at all.. :( i ll post one poem very short soon :P
Deletebut i am glad at least you managed to leave the comment even though you got tired after reading the entire story... and thanks so much for that :D
wonderful!!!such is life, lost in its maze is not only time but also those priceless moments and ppl!! :)
ReplyDeletevery well put!
such is life..! quite true Akila.. thanks for dropping by.. and am glad you typed down your comment . keep visiting.. :-)
DeleteA great engaging read!
ReplyDeleteLoved to trace back into the childhood.
Kudos!!
Silly Smiles... Take you Miles :)
thanks so much Surbhi.. keep smiling and keep visiting here for more nibbles :-)
DeleteAwesome poem!! Loved it. Brings out all the emotions with ease and yes childhood memories needs to be cherished. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Hetal.. warm welcome to my blog.. :-)
Deleteunakku kannu kolarunu irutha doubt clear aachu :P
ReplyDeletelol but its only the insight we need and not the 'soda butti' to see the child in us.. anyway thanks for dropping by and left your 'mokka' comment. :P
Deletebtw, ya.. in a way ur true.. nethu than poitu eye check up pannitu vandhen. power same nu soltanga.. 8-)
Yayyyy!! Love happy endings!!
ReplyDeletehaha me too.. :D
DeleteLovely one mate
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DeleteLovely poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you.. Rajesh.
ReplyDeleteA nice read...a light poem with a heavy message.
ReplyDeleteThank you Rachel. :-)
Deletegreat poem....i dnt think i will never write such long ones....u have a talent for poetry :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Rats for the appreciation. The poem may look bit lengthy but if you notice, it mostly carries one word lines.. :p
DeleteI never succeed in writing long poems....it's something which is an asset for you, and something which i can take inspiration from. :P
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