Mehdi Chith

(10.06.1993 / Liverpool, Sydney, Nsw, Australia)

Essence Of The Innocence


The essence of innocence is not its ability to be pure that people cherish, it is the state of being oblivious to the truth that surrounds our world, our society. Look at the young ones, expose them to the atrocities of society and they'll long to conform to the wrong path.

Submitted: Friday, December 07, 2012
Edited: Saturday, December 08, 2012

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  • Mehdi Chith (12/14/2012 7:42:00 AM)

    Appreciated :) . Most of them I had just come up with in my spare time at Uni. once again, thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (12/9/2012 12:44:00 AM)

    Most of your poems got striking title but this one has the major effect on my eyes, the thoughts you share are strong..it was beautifully made by thinking and observation! _Soul (Report) Reply

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