As I did when I was a child
The world which was once wonderful
Why now appears to be so wild?
Waste buttons, colored piece of chalk
Key without lock, all were a pleasure
But why now they have become trash
Where did I find different meaning for treasure?
Why can’t I love and believe fairies now
Where did I lose my innocence?
In drawing, writing or come reading
As I did why don’t I see my excellence?
Why do the twinkling stars, sun and moon
Seem no more a wonder of the sky?
Why amusement is very rare now?
When did all questions in my mind die?
Why can’t I smile heartily now
At anyone for a single word of praise?
Now my lips just stretch a bit
As for flattery I have lost craze
Why am I unable to glare now?
At people I dislike and smile at friends
Now why the smiles and glares are reserved
To mostly suit the latest trends?
Though there was not much wisdom
There is abundance of joy in innocence
I don’t want the knowledge I have
For innocence I can happily trade intelligence
As I entered my teens, I was shocked to find that growing up and being an adult was not going to be fun..
I was worried and this poem is the outcome of my fears back then.
Fortunately I have discovered the child in me again and l am loving my life now...