If I Had Grown Up
written by: Introverted Thoughts
Tortured hollows, twisted, coloured and soaked –
Of fragrant laughing reveries, they speak,
Watching as ancestors’ advice is mocked,
And radiant long paths ahead seem bleak.
If I had grown up, certainly of this
Pure, barefaced joy — I would have no inkling
Wandering in societal norms’ abyss
Predestined to watch hopeful souls wrinkling.
Remorseless time must I hold in hard ice
To linger behind captive in this world
Where hearts’ choices — deep and true have no price
And remain young in memories unfurled.
Truly, if I had grown up, and age gained
My young heart of feathers must I have chained.
Deepthy Ajith (or D) is a lifelong student who loves reading, writing, drawing and anything Science. A blogger at Random Specific Thoughts, she uses words for expression but pens them down for catharsis and is always open to constructive criticism and any kind of feedback!
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