The stolen Innocence

Tired of everything 

My mind hit back to the past 

Night sets

The sun falls

Moon and stars became uncovered

A pink flashed child crawls the covers

Oh that's me! 

Realized, how my innocence stowed in pictures

But, 

None of shutterbug can return it to me. 

 How beautiful, sweet my childhood was when the universe was around my toys

The little soul was nurtured by love and care

Which made it so special 

The satisfying hand of my used to heal every wound

I was not curtailed of anything,

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The world was short for my thoughts. 

My heart was funny with its careless, thoughts air,

Like the verdant tangled wildhood

It was a time when my life 

Was full of vividness,

When no pain, sorrow could touch me

Childhood chewed hours and swallowed minutes

It is a promise that is never kept. 

And, 

Eventually the denial turned into emptiness and my childhood ended. 

Now, the tears in my existence and the gap between two milk teeths seized away by disappointments in adulthood.