Young children
Imagining monsters
Fairies and trolls
Dreams and reality are one
Such sweet innocence
Precise smiles
Contagious laughter
Shoes on the wrong feet
Shirt on backwards
Can't button their pants
Without help
Such sweet innocence
Birthdays are magical
Myths and tales are real
What people tell you is always the truth
Never understanding the whispered voices
And hushed concerns
Such sweet innocence
One day that little boy and girl
Are no longer trusting
No longer believing
Now there is no sweet innocence
Only cold cruel cynical faces
Rude sneering voices
Unfriendly eyes
And hands that fight and hinder and push and pull
All that is left is a cloud of doubt and fear
Gone are the days of brave knights and kings and queens
Gone are the moments of friendship
Gone are the songs of joy and the dances of happiness
Gone is that sweet innocence
Such sweet innocence
Replaced by the anger and hate of a dying world
Replaced with scars and frowns instead of smiles and laughter lines.
Gone is the childhood of many and in it's place is the dark cold void of life.
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Inside The Heart Of A Poet.
PoetryI decided to put on Wattpad all the poetry that I wrote down on napkins and on the back of my Algebra notes and in various notebooks. They are poems that I wrote with different inspirations. There is no specific theme or style. I hope you enjoy them...
