I Lost my Childhood
A poem
Did I lose my childhood the day I stopped wondering about the world?
Did I lose my childhood the day I unabashedly gave up my hobbies and started fulfilling responsibilities without anyone's permission?
Did I lose my childhood the day I started arguing with my grandmother's stories?
Did I lose my childhood the day I started questioning the existence of God?
Did I lose my childhood the day I felt lost, left behind in the world?
Did I lose my childhood the day I started liking loneliness? No relationship was proving to be tempting to me.
Did I lose my childhood the day I did not want to get a peaceful and comfortable sleep, even though I was completely exhausted?
Did I lose my childhood the day I erased all the emotions from my heart and hid behind a thick sheet of pretense?
Did I lose my childhood the day I started feeling lost? When I gave up the desire to eat from my mother's hands. As if the thread connecting my soul was broken.
Did I lose my childhood that day? When even the memories of my first friend could not bring tears to my eyes.
Did I lose my childhood that day? When I stopped insisting on anything in front of my father.
Did I lose my childhood that day? When I started measuring my happiness and sadness by the words of people.
Did I lose my childhood that day? When I was taught the difference between my own and those who are not. And I started looking at everyone with suspicion.
Did I lose my childhood that day? When I realized this, I wanted my lost childhood again.
I deceived myself in a very charming way when I gradually gave up everything that I was entitled to. And that day I lost my childhood.
About the Creator
Karan w.
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Author of "The Resonance–Two Together-Lost Forever
All worlds collapse the moment they touch the ground of reality—worlds I once created. Yet I find my bliss in the dissolution of my creations
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Childhood lost when wonder quietly fades away.
SK, I genuinely feel you are exceptional with your thoughts! I am enjoying each one of your writings and they are somehow so relatable to me! Please don't stop writing ever!
Wow, did I fall into this one. I was absorbed with every line, relating to each of them in my own way. Wonderfully written
Sk, this poem is poignantly breath taking. The world will always leave us empty and feeling lonely in a crowd, it will leave us clinging to a lifeboat on a sea of our own salty tears. But of all the things that are left in the past of our childhood, we must sift through and find what makes us smile. Relive those moments, feel the sweetness on your memory and then copy and paste it into today. Leave the sorrows there where they belong and drag the joys into now. The darkest night is always evicted by the brightest sunrise. I feel everything you've written here, I've lived it. There are a lot of things I never got to experience during my childhood that I'm reaching for now, and as an adult they may actually mean more now that I have some experience of life under my belt. Life is beautiful when we realize that we are were chosen to just be.
Read this again today. It’s just so full of emotion and beauty!
Beautiful ✍️🏆♦️♦️♦️♦️
This is fantastic. It made me wonder when I lost MY childhood. Very thought provoking! Great work!
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Truly moving and beautifully written 😀✨
Very well written and powerful. You didn’t lose your childhood, you gained your adulthood. But sadly an adulthood in which the core of happiness and adventure of self-love are missing. Remain the adult, but retain the child within. 💜🩷💙
Oh my, this was such a powerful piece, Sk. I am glad this got Top Story, or I may have completely missed it! I've subscribed to you now, though. Well done on sharing such deep and impactful words.
Powerful thoughts and questions!
Good one
You so beautifully expressed the inner turmoil of letting go of childhood without even realizing it. A powerful piece that many of us can relate to.💯
Gorgeously written and heartfelt
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See? I knew this poem was something else! Top Notch! It was connected to my heart... <3 Congratulations on your Top Story ✨❤
This is a very touching
A very thought-provoking poem. Congratulations on top story.🎉
This is a very touching poem
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Oooh my gosh Sk!!! you got Top Story congratulations!!🎊🥳🎊
I recall childhood poem by Markus Natten, it's so identical