Too far gone

Would the wonders of little joys be ever same for me again? I guess not.

Dear child,
hiding beneath my skin aged of adulthood
that their crooked lies taught it,
caught within the thick glass
could you giggle through it
and echo your joy till they shatter?
For it's been long since your melody reached me,
could you blossom hopes through this soul again
that I once dared repress,
and redeem it?
Oh, dear child!
This hardened guise is too tired to be,
I beseech you,
come save me.

Author's Note

To those who grew up too early for their age.

Reviews

[AYVID N]

This is certainly someone who yearns for their days of innocence to return. A childhood that seems snatched. I loved the thick glass imagery and how the joy seems so trapped behind it. Indeed, it would take a mammoth wave of joy to shatter it. Wonderfully expressed, dear Muskaan!

"For it's been long since your melody reached me,
could you blossom hopes through this soul again"

Loved this lines, so reminiscent of the times when life seemed so melodious and full of magic. A sense of euphoria used to fill me as a child. The music was deeper, the colours more vibrant, the seasons were much sweeter.

If you ask me personally, I can only hope for such joy to return but not sure it ever does. Life just gets plainer and paler as time goes on.

My heartfelt compliments to you on such a thought provoking and relatable poem. You touch chords and resonate deeply here, my friend.

[Poetic_Vixen]

Don't we all just long for those sweet old days when we were excited about everything, my friend? While we keep growing indifferent and straight faces about our lives, we even accept our tragedies with a blank face these days like it's not surprise.

And only this part of me relies on poetry to still love my experiences and find meanings and values in the pain I experience and I believe that is what poets of this generation are doing, their child inside is cornered deep into them that they break walls with every effort they could manage.

I hope that those colours we lost shall all return anew and with blends of more hues that we shall never run out of painting from them, I wish you all those beautiful and florescent coloured experiences in your life Divya, so grateful to you for dropping these lovely reviews my friend, you're kind, smart and an amazing poet, this means a lot ❤️

[Fabian G. Franklin]

We live our childhoods again vicariously through our children. That's the finest joy of parenthood. But we don't want them to stay little forever nor grow up too fast. Everything needs balance in life. But keeping alive the wonder of childhood is a great way to stay young, no matter what our age.

[SkinlessFrank]

I think there is a drug for this problem.

[Poetic_Vixen]

Is there? Wonder how it solves anything.

[Sapphus]

I never missed my young days but nowadays I do. We were so much more normal back then. Well written.

[Poetic_Vixen]

Ah it's only when it's too late that we realise the value of what we have lost and can't but from time ever again...
Grateful for this review and appreciate you taking time to read!

[Sameeksha Vadisherla]

This is so beautiful, special and a skillful write that speaks about struggle and the burdens of adulthood that results in us yearning for that childlike innocence. We're all grown up but still love to walk on the coloured tiles, love to make milk bubbles blowing into the straw. The inner child never really dies.
The imagery here is poignant and powerful
"caught within the thick glass
could you giggle through it
and echo your joy till they shatter?"
The inner child's laughter has the potential to break through the barriers.
Another wonderfully crafted work by you.
Wishing you a beautiful day ☺️

[Poetic_Vixen]

Yes, my friend, that inner child is a priced possession of our soul, it shall never be pushed back but rather always be heard and pampered, I'm so happy you felt this poem Sameeksha, so grateful for these beautiful and heartwarming words! Have a beautiful day you too ❤️

[Arundass TP]

A psychological exploration. Excellent writing friend

[Poetic_Vixen]

I'm so grateful for this review, sir. It means a lot!

[Marie]

A very emotionally moving heart touching write, dear P.V. We all have an inner child who grew up in difficult times and he/she needs healing and our unconditional love regardless of our age. So many have been forced to grow up and accept responsibilities at a very young tender age in years gone by and it damaged us in so many ways. We all need healing and need to love ourselves more than we do, not in a selfish way, but unconditionally. WE are good enough, though we rarely believe or accept that fact of life. A poem with a universal appeal, dear P.V. finely inked and expressed. I love this poem to your inner child. It is a treasure and speaks for so many! Brightest blessings to you this evening, dear friend. In my thoughts and prayers. Excellent piece... Thank you for sharing...

[Poetic_Vixen]

Dear Marie, you're such a kind and gentle one, I appreciate you wishing me so warmly, may all of our inner child heals and finds its joy and excitement all the same again, and yes, loving ourselves unconditionally is the best way to achieve that, hearing our needs above everyone else's is the way we find out voice buried under layers of maturity. I love your reviews a lot that seem to praise my simple efforts this much. I'll always be grateful for it, heartily wishing you warmth and love, my friend ❤️

[Marie]

You are MOST welcome, dear P.V. and I agree fully with everything you so rightly say. The real 'Us' is buried beneath layers and layers and layers of other people's wishes and desires, wants and needs and they require to be stripped away, one layer at a time, to get to our innocent, loving inner child. I love your wondrous poems, dear poetess and I am so grateful that you share them with us. Wishing you the very best of God's very best blessings, with warmth and love too, dear P. V... Thank you again for your kind words, dear friend...

[Poetic_Vixen]

You're the sweetest! Hearing you preferring my presence here means so much! God bless you, Marie and these words will always stay with me. With love ❤️

[Marie]

MOST welcome always, dear P.V. Take very good care of you... With love to you too...

[Thomas W Case]

Truly beautiful and poignant. Tremendous work.

[Poetic_Vixen]

I'm grateful for this! Appreciate you taking time to read this!

[Thomas W Case]

You are more than welcome. Great writing.

[Tom]

A poignant poem that moves the reader, excellent word choice along with a little alluring internal rhyme which always pushed the right buttons for me, and yep, so sad when a child has to grow up way before their time, leaves a gaping hole in the heart that often if ever rarely repairs itself!

" Oh, dear child!
This hardened guise is too tired to be,
I beseech you,
come save me."

[Poetic_Vixen]

I often ponder back to what those experiences were worth it that most times killed my innocence of exploring more and be a excited kid at heart about everything in my life. Sigh.

I'm very grateful for this in depth and concise review of my poem, the faint idea is caught well by you, I find that flattering, appreciate you taking time to read it!