Saturday, June 07, 2014

Sometimes, you are forced to grow up!







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Once upon a long time
I was innocent, gullible and naive
Chirpy, bubbly and very soft as clay
I was a great source of fun and play

Soon, I was taken for granted
My innocence was exploited
When I finally did realize this,
I felt very weak and defeated

I cried in the furnaces of sorrow
My heart hardened with every teardrop
Then, in the heart of hearth I resolved to grow
Changing myself according to the life's flow

My innocence was lost in the bylanes of life
It bled away in the massacres and strife
Purity of emotions left me no solace
Isn't it wise to twist according to the life's pace?

I've to say strength has a cost,
you have to pay
Before all you know and all you
love is forever lost!


Inspired by my own status @ Facebook

Struggles in life make you a stronger person but it also dissolves the innocent chirpiness you have!!



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Ankur Anand said...

but someday it will bloom again .. :) a very engaging read it was :)

shivani said...

Yeah I know this...can understand and relate to this...funny thing is Valli what the world calls it. ' Growing Up'.
Then when life's experiences makes you cautious...then the same world will frown and call you ' Judgemental'.
But I know one thing...the world is not worth it. Like it is said, " yeh dhuniya agar mil bhi jaayay to Kya hai. " meaning what is this world to me even if I can have it.
But Valli don't u worry...staying along living, experiencing, u shall find ways and means of ur own to cope with and because ur intrinsic nature is ur very own trust me u will NEVER lose it no matter what. Whenever u need it for urself it will come back. Again u will go through experience...become cynical...perhaps decide to stay away but because u r the way u r...you will grow out of those sad experiences.
Have u ever noticed how a beautiful lily or a flower erupts from a garbage pile just like that...it will be something like that.
I used to think after being used and used and used that I will never be able to trust again or love again. But it has not turned out that way...rather friends are still seeking me out. I am still going out of my way...land up being used. Nah I am not a fool but it is my intrinsic nature u see. When people seek me out I can't say no. Love is something eternal...the light of which like an ember keeps burning with hope and I guess...that's how it goes.
For the rest yes...yeh duniya agar mil bhi jayay toh Kya hai. Meaning don't bother about the rest.
Love to hear whatever u have to say because in ur compositions I do see my stories too.

Siny U K Nair said...

Valli.. beautiful.. I loved the phrase 'furmace of sorrow' :)

Deepak Bansal said...

Good one! :)
Life is rude :(

Ankita Sinha said...

I know happens sometimes.Some people don't realise the innocence of relationships and do ,talk,bad stuff which makes you change.But change is gud.

Simran said...

I do agree with your thought, Valli.
Struggles in life confines us in the web of complexities and in this process we lose innocence, perkiness, frankness. Most of us turn into an introvert that sometimes cuts us off from others and even to ourselves. We start to think a lot before living the moment shed under worries and dilemma rather enjoying. And thus, innocence gets lost!

Beautiful and touching composition dear.
''My heart hardened with every teardrop'' I can feel this line very deeply.
Background music makes the read even more delighting :)

Vinchesso said...

I like the story form poetry has taken here. I agree, we are all forced to grow up at one stage or the other and without doubt, growing up certainly sucks :D

Gaurab Mukherjee said...

Well written. These are all part of our life. :)
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Prathima Gangadhar said...

reality compressed into poetry ..very beautifully written valli ..the pain of losing innocence is just a starting step of growth..love the last part <3 <3 great post can literally relate to every single words...

R Vyas said...

Beautifully written Valli..loved it :)

Locomente said...

Intense...
I loved "Furnaces of sorrow"

Lovely!

Bikram said...

hmmm well we learn from it all.. for sure

Bikram

Enigma said...

The lessons learned at the cost of innocence. You can't pick one over the other nor can you have one with the other. Irony of life, eh?

Beautifully penned. :)

Saru Singhal said...

Yes, life changes us and it makes us corrupt. Wish you could somehow preserve that innocence. Lovely poem.

Amrit Sinha said...

Very reflective and powerful.

cifar shayar said...

beautiful composition

Silence Must Be Heard

Anita said...

Agree with your words. True for everyone on Earth...

V. Archana said...

Well written :)
My first visit to this page.. Going to read some more of your posts.
Good work :)

Ashitha said...

True..From the very knowing that we are growing up begins the murder of our innocence..beautiful one sri...It makes a lot of sense ...cheers!

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Ph_ said...

It is true, I realized while reading your post that the moment I too charge of my life is the moment I lost my innocence...

Rahul Bhatia said...

Lovely words Valli, it has been a long break for me to come back and read your poetry:)

ashish kumar said...

very nice poem...
the title truly describes the content of the poem...
loved the lines at the bottom....

 

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