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Saturday, December 8, 2012

simply




i was a mere simple boy

when simple meant simple joy

and now being simple's

not simple anymore



life became so complicated

and at times so desperate(d)

it came to a crisis

of my head



but i was a mere simple boy

when simple meant simple joy

and new being simple's

not simple anymore



it's hard to imagine

all gone like a phantom

the quest i was on

to be me



but i was a mere simple boy

when simple meant simple joy

and now being simple's

not simple anymore



if trust were a gamble

it gave out like a sample

into a hungry mouth

cracking teeth



i was a mere simple boy

when simple meant simple joy

and now being simple's

not me.

5 thoughts:

Anonymous said...

hi. this is a beauty of a poem.
the lost innocence, the lost desire of love for life and self.

you've written with a caring hand
for that lost sweet simple boy.

enJoYed.

Rebecca said...

I suppose we can't look back even though we all do it. For some reason, I don't think you were as simple as you seem to claim. I know better. xox

Peter said...

thank you paige...i'll have to check out your words, your comments are so graceful.

and rebecca...innocence lost is no claim, it actually does happen, even to not so simple me. xo

Rebecca said...

Peter - I wasn't referring to innocence, but being simple. I think you are rather complex, in a good way. That's all. I hope you didn't take that the wrong way, love. You forgot an 'x'. :)

Rebecca said...

All for me???