Been standing on quicksand for a while now
But no, not yet will I succumb to this muck
Unconscious of my ignorance
I'd convinced myself that I was a part of that clear bonnie blue sky.
Merely looking up, doesn’t make you a part of it.
Will you dare to struggle,
Or will you wait until you eventually sink?
Clad in pink, asleep on her mum’s lap
Peacefully ignorant of all she will face one day
Chasing the ultra blue colour winged butterfly
Singing along with the world…
To think we were all that naive once
Take me back into that world of dreams
And no, don’t call me back from there ever again…
Tuck me in just once more daddy
And close the blinds so I don’t see the monsters outside.
Blissful again
Enough maybe to even stop feeling…as I continue to sink.
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'The more you go deep the more you lose control.....'
much to do yet.. places to go, things to do, people to meet before you sink..
NB: thanks for linking me! :-))!
wow .. another good poet :) ..
quicksand .. i heard that the more you struggle, the deeper you sink into it. ? :)
take it easy ... u might find a way out :)
surinder... thats the irony of the situation...
And miles to go before you sleep or rather sink ..
And hell dont we all yearn for lost innocence.
hey enjoyed reading your blog! i needed it especially after spending those long hours generating a reveue target! phew!
linked ya...
thx sumi. nice to know u like my blogs :)
wow....u r an amazing poet..
thanks divya :)
*big broad smile* i had no clue u guys r gonna like my poem this much! thanks hima.
nice blog u got here... just been hoppin around ...
cool lines ....
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