Mandi Ducroq

Rookie (9 April 1974 / Cape Town)

Innocence


Innocence stolen without my permission
Innocence gone without my submission

Innocence lost through another's plan
Innocence no longer for another man

Innocence turned to hatred and fear
Innocence gone, no man can come near

Innocence taken from a little girls heart
Innocence replaced by mistrust, you thought you were smart

Innocence dissapears like dew in the sun
Innocence faded before it's begun

Innocence obscured like a cloud over the moon
Innocence ripped away too soon

Submitted: Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Edited: Tuesday, November 22, 2011

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  • Rookie - 650 Points Leslie Philibert (12/5/2014 9:52:00 AM)

    OK, but spoiled by the spelling error (disappears is correct) , careful poets check their work. Rhymed poetry needs
    lines of the same length, so the fourth verse doesn`t work, and the repeated first word tires the reader. And you
    should write little girl`s heart, you need the genitive. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 2,525 Points Patricia Grantham (12/5/2014 9:04:00 AM)

    A simple but beautiful poem on innocence. When lost is
    very hard to regain. But life must go on. Good. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 343 Points Jeannette Heywood (12/5/2014 4:40:00 AM)

    Beautifully written Mandi this poem about the theft of physical innocence. The innocence of the soul though remains intact. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 6,005 Points Rajnish Manga (12/5/2014 2:29:00 AM)

    I am so excited to read this poem, Mandi, and how well you have explained the disappearance of innocence-
    Innocence disappears like dew in the sun. Thank you very much.10 out of 10. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 5,041 Points Khairul Ahsan (12/5/2013 11:07:00 PM)

    Lost innocence is irreplaceable. People who smear it are but animals.
    The pains of losing 'innocence' eloquently expressed.10/10 from me. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,148 Points Elena Sandu (12/5/2013 7:50:00 PM)

    Painful... The time may cover the wound, life may close it, but the scar is always there and each time a thought goes back, will hurt just like an open wound. If there is anything to heal such pain might be a soul filled with love. I guess you already have it. Thank you for share. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 4,231 Points Savita Tyagi (12/5/2013 9:42:00 AM)

    It is sad when innocence is lost to forced submission. What do we say to social culture where young ones are encouraged to loose it at the earliest. A thoughtful write. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 864 Points Liliana ~el (12/5/2013 5:20:00 AM)

    Very clear on the topic of rape, a large issue in some places more than others. Psychological effects and formation into future described well. Nice write (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 3,397 Points Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi (12/5/2012 7:53:00 PM)

    innocence of a young child is removed physically and emotionally here. what do you think about removing their innocence through our own explicit behavior, exposure to visual media, encouraging them to drink and smoke and many many more. Innocence that is seen to be lost is well written here! the rest? ? ? ? any way I give you full marks! (Report) Reply

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