Innocence-the uniqueness of childhood
Where do I find thy presence?
Leading a life of falsehood,
Being ignorant of my every sense
To experience thy wonder
I do long for I swear
Trying to justify myself, O Splendour
I search for thee elsewhere! !
Waiting to enjoy thy Charms
I stretch out a needy hand
Hoping that thee would lend alms,
To make me understand……
Lost is lost and never regained
And for nothing can it be bargained! .