Just Born
15 May, 2009
Author: Newage Caveman
Gleaming eyes that twinkle
Cheeks that shine and winkle
Huddling in its cradle
Lies the little poodle
White as a dove
Fresh from its cove
Wails the little infant
Beside mother’s love
Smells like a flower
Smiles like a saint
The real peace makers
are these little ones without a taint
Buds that blossom into gardens
As the baby snug’s in its hive
Mushroomed by its aura
Lies an unfathomed smile
It’s sad that we were all once infants
Only to be besieged by the time of life
The age that was lost in innocence
An eon when bliss was rife
Worry will never torment us
If we learn to smile like these little creatures
God shall rain tears of love
When life’s lessons are learnt from the toddlers
------- Author's Notes -------
A baby is a symbol of innocence and warmth. Though we have lost our innocence as adults, we can still continue to be warm, loving and caring by radiating joy like the little ones! |
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Vaishnavi (15.219.201.81) -- Friday, May 22 2009, 10:50 am Made me get nostalgic about innocence. Awesome poetry as always! |
| Aruna (117.192.96.74) -- Monday, September 28 2009, 12:58 pm Wonderful......the selfless unconditional love that an infant showers on everyone inspires this love and trust ........maybe therein lies the key........be less demanding and learn to love others for what they are and not what they can give.... |
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