Still there is......
Still there is that me…
Hidden in the deeper layers
Trying to remind me of that wonderful childhood
The me that has a clear mind
Sometimes it comes with the real thought
The me that has a clean heart
Sometimes it comes with the real feel
Taking me in to the world of innocence
Bringing me in to the world of ignorance
Still there is that child in me
No worries…no limits
No targets…no bargains
Life use to be as plain as a new slate
Mind used to be fearless…
Heart filled with nothing but joy!
Everyday learning new lessons
Everyday making new changes
Life has never been same
Growing up brought adjustments
Learning things brought confusion
Mind became narrow
Heart learnt the meaning of sorrow
Alas if I learnt then you are only for a season
I would have never tried to learn…
I would have never rushed to grow
Looking for those golden moments of childhood
Still there is that me…sneaking out sometimes
Making me beautiful……making me vivid!
Still there is that me!!
For Poets United, Midweek Motif ~ Poem For a Child