My Innocent Soul
A Poem by
Maan
She wanted to experience the world and I gave her chance to have a look..
When the sun goes down my soul comes back to me, after wandering whole day, it silently comes back to me there's light, there's dark, and there's always something which I can't know when it leaves, it leaves with full vitality and comes back powerless, like she's mugged by the world we used to be felicitous, till the day she wanted new something new like I wasn't enough I was enough now she says and that is all she wishes to say one morning she didn't leave, I asked the reason, she mumbled something, something that I didn't get I asked again, and there was silence, a horrible silence, and I knew what has happened I brought her out and took her in my arms, she was dead, bleeding wounds were all that left a single tear, which I kept for her fell on her face absorbed in her pure skin I hugged her lost and slept deep I woke up with her breaths touching my face I smiled and held her more, when the sun went down we sat alone at the rooftop just two of us she told me all what she saw I told her that I know she told me that you're right and i just smile. .
© 2012 Maan
Author's Note
I kept her safe when I was being through everything, every pain, every scream and everything that can break her inside and I told her everything, my every experience when I went back to her but she wished to experience, I should had stop her, I shouldn't had let her go but I didn't wanna stop either. It was painful but now she knows, that I wasn't wrong about anything I told. ..
Mistakes are painful but sometimes we have to do big mistakes, just to realize the way to make things better. .
Reviews
fascinating again...i guess its just me who is frustrateing now...lol
its splendid write...best that i read in my whole day...
Posted 12 Years Ago
There is part of our self lost in our innocence when
We have to trade our tears, for the sake of human
Suffering, you did well to capture the sensitive
Moment.
Posted 12 Years Ago
There is part of our self lost in our innocence when
We have to trade our tears, for the sake of human
Suffering, you did well to capture the sensitive
Moment.
How I hate to see anyone go thru this...thank you sharing
Posted 13 Years Ago
How I hate to see anyone go thru this...thank you sharing
why must we suffer to learn, pain is for the body heart should not be pained..........the poem is fabulous. love it.......................
Posted 13 Years Ago
why must we suffer to learn, pain is for the body heart should not be pained..........the poem is fabulous. love it.......................
Your poem has a misty, dreamlike quality. Some of the scenes and images seem disorganized and random. But that's ok in a dream or a poem.
Posted 13 Years Ago
Your poem has a misty, dreamlike quality. Some of the scenes and images seem disorganized and random. But that's ok in a dream or a poem.
This is beautiful. You truly tell a story with your words. Very well constructed, thanks for sharing!
Posted 13 Years Ago
This is beautiful. You truly tell a story with your words. Very well constructed, thanks for sharing!
nice poem
Posted 13 Years Ago
nice poem
Again; your ability to establish atmosphere and tone is second to none, and uncontested.
Posted 13 Years Ago
Again; your ability to establish atmosphere and tone is second to none, and uncontested.
Poignant and beautiful...
Posted 13 Years Ago
Poignant and beautiful...
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Added on November 1, 2012
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Maan Karachi, Sindh, Pakistan
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Not really much to say about what I am or anything about me. Its like I've never find myself in the spheres of something and something not, I always wander somewhere in between them, all I get is the ..
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