<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=417130" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sinless</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The curves of life<br>Made me curly.<br>The time I should have<br>Stood straight, stuck to my morals<br>Rather I chose the easier way, <br>Principles burnt on the bundle of hay.<br>How I wished to follow Frost, <br>But 'the road not taken'<br>Remained untaken...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Action is tougher than words<br>But I could have done what I uttered<br>If this greed would not have<br>Crossed my way...<br>If I would not have<br>Been so concerned of my gays...<br>If my eyes could have<br>Seen anything else than my pleasures...<br>If my mind could have<br>Thought of anyone else than myself...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They said I am unscholary<br>And threw me into ' learning temples'.<br>Under the banner of spreading knowledge<br>They snatched my pure soul.<br>The more I became aware<br>The more I dug the well<br>Of reality, of heartlessness<br>Of cruelity, of truth...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And there I learnt <br>To worry about myself<br>Instead of my mother.<br>They taught me<br>How I came alone and would leave alone<br>Making me forget<br>That what I inherited<br>Was much for a debt<br>That I could ever advent.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now I am scared to move furthur<br>Scared of my instincts<br>That are so unpredictable.<br>I have become a mystery<br>For myself.<br>I never had thought<br>I could do, what I've done.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was stainless<br>Aware of what I could grow into.<br>I guess that is why I was<br>Scared of getting older.<br>Maturity feared me<br>When I had my childhood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though my world wad psuedo<br>Yet much much better.<br>Reachable were my dreams, <br>Fulfilled was my hunger, <br>Harmless were my desires.<br>Though they were fake<br>Yet I had a 'smile', <br>My greatest asset.<br>Atleast I was happy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am not the alone to blame<br>I was happy being ignorant.<br>But you all wanted me to rise, <br>To step out and face the world.<br>And when I coloured myself in its shades<br>You consider me raw, you put blames.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How I wish to relive those moments, <br>Moments when I was unaware.<br>Days when I was called innocent<br>Days of unreality<br>Days when fairies existed<br>Days when I was a child<br>Days when I was SINLESS.....</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jaya+Mishra">Jaya Mishra</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=417130" data-title="Sinless de Jaya Mishra" data-description="The curves of life Made me curly. The time I should have Stood straight, stuck to my morals Rather I chose the easier way, Principles burnt on the bundle of hay. How I wished to follow Frost, But 'the road not taken' Remained untaken... Action ..."></div> </div> </div>

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