Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Childhood

Was it only a fleeting innocence ?
Like a stray cloud over an uncharted terrain?
What was that shadow of comfort and caring
blocking the blaze, almost to darkness?
How quickly coldness swept in
to give a hardened look
of a land ploughed for years!
There is no revoking of such innocence now
It would be disastrous.
Like a lie, innocence changes
its hues over time.
But what is worth remembering
is the dissolution of our identities
in that field beyond right and wrong.
Where we transformed into just being.


(Courtesy : Nisheeth Srivastava for "....the field beyond right and wrong...")

2 comments:

BP said...

'What was that shadow of comfort and caring
blocking the blaze, almost to darkness?'

The addition of 'almost to darkness' is a really nice touch.

Musings of a wanderer said...

@BP
Thanks Praveen for your encouragement and critical appreciation of poetry.