lost in the crowd of memories there stands an orphan child
whose innocence was overrun by the world going wild
choking throat, moist eyes his fists are closed, lips tight
he feels betrayed, he knows this could never be his fight...
whose innocence was overrun by the world going wild
choking throat, moist eyes his fists are closed, lips tight
he feels betrayed, he knows this could never be his fight...
he was forced to grow it was never his free will
the burden of heavy dreams he is carrying to fulfill
he never says, never moves to the ground his feet are stuck
he looks around and wonders if this is his final luck...
the burden of heavy dreams he is carrying to fulfill
he never says, never moves to the ground his feet are stuck
he looks around and wonders if this is his final luck...
he awaits a brother to carry him to places
he wishes for a mother's affectionate embraces
he looks for a direction, he's afraid where he must go
he wishes he had a father to teach him how to let go...
he wishes for a mother's affectionate embraces
he looks for a direction, he's afraid where he must go
he wishes he had a father to teach him how to let go...
soft emotions turned hard stone
tough and arrogant he refuses to conform
now he can't remember when he last smiled
he keeps pretending, this god's lonely child…
tough and arrogant he refuses to conform
now he can't remember when he last smiled
he keeps pretending, this god's lonely child…
3 comments:
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Nice one. It's sad but true for some many boys and young men. BTW, your poetry is awestricken, and brings out an underdeveloped awareness within me. I hope you don't mind I shared one of your poems with a credit and link back to your blog on my blog recently. Please don't ask that I remove it!
Thanks for sharing.
Peace, Light and Love to you and yours . . .
CordieB
@CordieB.. it was so humbling to know that you liked it.. it would be my pleasure to have you link anything here on ur blog.. cheers..
Rahul.
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