sometimes
when i'm sitting
in the dark
i'm reminded of the days
when i used to rest
over the soft grass
with the sunlight
kissing my skin
and devouring
my wild youth
which was a miracle
in itselfthose were the days
when i moved around
like a shimmering soul
with nothing to lose
and the earth underneath
my exploring feet
felt small
so small
for my dreams
were largerbut that too ended
on the doorstep
of wrinkling old age
that was so fragile
and had shoulders
tiredly stooped
from carrying it all
the heavy burden
of my small dreams
that got infinitely lost
on a very large earthso i smile in the dark
as i finally decide
that youth is nothing
but an illusion
that leaves behind
a bitter aftertaste
of loss and heartbreak
from unrequited love
and unfulfilled desires
while the real antidote
are the soft memories
of a blissful childhood
when i had the temerity
to oppugn against reality
and dive into illusions
that still make me smile
sometimes
when i'm sitting
in the darkAuthor's Note
A lot of people call their youth as their prime time. A time when they have power, energy, passion and what not? But I feel like it is youth that burdens you with resentments in old age. At this time of loneliness, it is only the memories of childhood filled with blissful ignorance that make you smile for real. It is the most carefree time of life when one is not burdened with responsibilities and hardships of life. The best part of life no matter how bleak it is because the state of ignorance from reality at that stage of life is a blessing that can't be replaced with anything ever! :')❤
Much Love,
Hazel ^-^
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