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Once upon a time
Once upon a time,
The smell of rain,
And the sound of rustling trees
In the wind
Mesmerized my mind.
There were moolit rides,
In the fantasy of an unparalleled kind.
Once upon a time,
There was everything,
That is treasured by a juvenile,
In the youth of happiness,
From the clutches of the world quarantined.
Once upon a time,
There was life running through
My veins, breath flowing through
My eyes,
Now only my soul survives.
Seeking salvation amidst
Silent cries that secretly drown,
The goodness and sounds,
That once shone, through our lives.
Once upon a time.
The smell of rain,
And the sound of rustling trees
In the wind
Mesmerized my mind.
There were moolit rides,
In the fantasy of an unparalleled kind.
Once upon a time,
There was everything,
That is treasured by a juvenile,
In the youth of happiness,
From the clutches of the world quarantined.
Once upon a time,
There was life running through
My veins, breath flowing through
My eyes,
Now only my soul survives.
Seeking salvation amidst
Silent cries that secretly drown,
The goodness and sounds,
That once shone, through our lives.
Once upon a time.
Published 30th May 2013
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30th May 2013 4:44pm
The fantasies of youth eventually give way to the realities of life.... Keep the dreams alive.....
10th Jul 2013 6:58pm
30th May 2013 8:29pm
The sadness that resonates in the end is truly the shining moment, however I did genuinely enjoy the other parts of your poem. The level of empathy your poem enduses it quite refreshing. It brings one back to the fact that once they were untainted, and even if they reccognize that they are now grossly stained by this world, there is nothing they can do to change it. Wonderfully written.
10th Jul 2013 6:58pm
