Innocence

The wind whispers

sweet words of innocence

into my ears.

Standing in a field of desperation,

I watch the world fall down;

envying the children

too naiive to see.

Where did it go,

my innocence?

I wish I couldn't see

the crulty surrounding me.

For a moment

the innocence flickers

again in my eyes...

but there it goes,

gone once more.

Author's Note

not really sure what's going on with this, and I don't really like it, but whatever. :)

Reviews

[Nothing Personal]

Well I can say this one's about that age-- 9-11 or so, at one moment we are someone and the next moment we are changed and we are changed forever..How an apparent maturity of teenage ruins our perfect, innocent childhood. You hark on those lines , That's my take. Short and hitting the point poems..Good job !

[Eagle Cruagh]

You may not like it, but I assure you'
many others will think it is wonderful.
Sometimes innocence is simply a lack
of knowledge about a particular subject.
You may be very wise and loaded with
knowledge, but innocent of experience.
Probably innocence is the most valuable
of any characteristic you may have, simply
because once it is gone it is not available
to you in this lifetime.
Good writing.
---- John