Monday, June 25, 2007

Innocence...

INNOCENCE………

Collecting the toys, the tattoo, the cards,
That ‘Hide and Seek’ team waiting in the backyards,
Sometimes I feel that innocence is lost…..

Laying on the mother’s lap and gazing the stars,
With our ‘super’ bicycles chasing the cars,
Sometimes I feel that innocence is lost…..

Those ‘Heavy’ school books , that ‘heavy’ school bag,
No worries about future and never a looking back,
Sometimes I feel that innocence is lost…..

That dance in the rain, that hypothetical stomach pain,
Those funny toon movies , those stare at the planes.
Sometimes I feel that innocence is lost…..

A sudden fever on Monday or just before a test,
B’day cakes and candies were all time best,
Sometimes I feel that innocence is lost…..

Doing some mistake and then hiding from the Mom,
A feel of triumph when DAD was back home,
Sometimes I feel that innocence is lost…..

A ‘Hurry’ to school, a ‘Hurry’ to home,
A ‘Hurry’ to play, Now only ‘Hurry’ is left alone,

The time kept going and we kept growing,
Unknowingly somewhere that childishness was narrowing,
And today I suddenly felt that ‘INNOCENCE’ is LOST….

-AnGo