When I was new
and the world was new.
So many roads to wander
under a cerulean sky.
Forbidden fruits to savor,
forbidden lips to taste.
Full of promise, flowers
budding on the vine.
Their perfume covering
my fingertips.
I hurried through each day
alive with my songs.
The moon rose just for me and
stars burned just for me
Every morning brought
sunshine to my window.
Another day filled with wonder
waiting at my doorstep.
Spring was greener then.
When I was new
and the world was new.
A wonderfully evocative and insightful piece.
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Thank you so much. I saw your poem Accident and Emergency on a recent Setu issue and was struck by it power. Through that I discovered this website.
I’m glad you enjoyed my poem in the most recent issue of SETU and even happier that you found your way here.
The poem exudes optimism and a sense of paradise regained .
Thank you very much.
a wandering innocence… when you were meant to be born with the worldly creation…all that was for the eyes to admire…but time flies, then you will know how you mean to the world… 🙂
Look back …with joy! A delightful,beautifully- composed poem .