Innocence

It was but a flame,
A tiny speck of dust.
But once untamed,
You ran out of luck.

It knew no control,
It’d perish for sure.
It wasn’t a mere stroll,
Against it you were lured.

It began with a revolt,
That dawns with age.
You were a thunderbolt,
Satiating youthful rage.

As years went by,
It left you unsatisfied.
Teaching lessons for life,
It was an emotion that died.

-Nameera.


Lessons remain, innocence fades away. Its end may never be in sight but we do feel the absence that lingers upon its exit.

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15 Comments

  1. Ben Aqiba says:

    Wonderful poem Nameera

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    1. Nameera says:

      Thanks a ton!!

      Like

    1. Nameera says:

      I’m glad you think so! (:

      Like

  2. ignited says:

    This,this is a wonderful piece! 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Nameera says:

      Thank you so much! ❤

      Liked by 1 person

  3. This is fire❤️

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Nameera says:

      You are fire💜

      Like

      1. Haha.❤️❤️❤️

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  4. Beautiful ❤️✨

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Nameera says:

      Thanks a lot. 💮😊

      Liked by 1 person

  5. Jokerswild says:

    I loved this, such a powerful write and the ending was such a hard hitting verse that paired the ending up. Very nice.🌹🌹

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Nameera says:

      Thank you so much for the lovely feedback! 😊

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Jokerswild says:

        No problem, it was lovely.🌹🌹

        Liked by 1 person

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