Grown-Ups Poem by Rainand Windy

Grown-Ups



It slowly changes, different
The meaning of happiness
From mere sweets and toys
To tons of lux and achievements

It starts to grow, expand
The place you call home
Was a house with two floors
Now the whole space and earth

It keeps increasing, maximize
The feeling of ambition
Not just the best in class
But the leader of humankinds

It's going forward, never backward
The live you've had now
Force you to know the world
And take away your innocence

Saturday, July 26, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: growing old
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bodrul Alam 27 July 2014

Yes, that's true. The colour and odour of happiness keep changing through corridors of times. If grown-ups get some time to look back, it's really an amazing feelings. The tastes, likes/dislikes, needs, wants, expectations, all went through an everchanging nature of reality. Your poem has been liked by me very much. A beautiful poem, indeed. Thanks for sharing.

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Gajanan Mishra 26 July 2014

take away innocence, good writing, thanks,

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