Unforgiving is the day
Fast,uncompromising.
Rushing to its end
Angry of its own existence.
Callous and vulgar
Are the seconds,minutes and hours
Without any mercy
They banish everything to the past.
Careless laughter
Childhood dreams
Uncomplicated friendships
Unconditional love...
Lost in time.
I am an adult
But why does my childhood
Seem like a past life?
nostalgic!!
ReplyDeleteI like it a lot! I feel this way sometimes too.
ReplyDeleteThanks Scott!
ReplyDeleteMy poem Marble and this one can be related :D
ReplyDeleteYeah..:) ...both about childhood innocence lost on the way to become an adult
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