Intoxicated with joy
A happy kid I used to be
Nothing ever seemed like a challenge
As lived together my imagination and reality
Intoxicated with dreams
A young boy I grew up to be
Life felt so dry without challenges
As I bridged my imagination and reality
Intoxicated with lust
A young man I turned out to be
Chasing pleasures all around
As I soaked every bit of reality
Now my dreams tease me with reality
The only joy comes from intoxication
I’m no more the person I used to be
I am lost in transition
Loved it!
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I love this ! Beautiful poem! Thinking about growing up makes me sad. It all happens so fast, before we know it. Our childhood is over ! Then we carry the burdens of adulthood. It's hard sometimes.
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more than the burdens, it's our adaptation to goals, which are rarely driven by our imagaination
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Don't ever forget the baby, boy, lad, man you used to be. :) Very good poem...
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@vegascomic thank you :)
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