Before we knew better

Before we knew better

A Poem by Soren

All things possible to a child
Defeating dragons, they fly where no one dies
Live in dreams dancing wild and mild
There are no lies in their smiling eyes

Drinking joy in drunken sips
Bottled sunbeams excited foam released
Where lies become truth that drips from tiny lips
Ugliness deceased where innocence killed the beast 

© 2025 Soren


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I think however I try to learn poetry rhythm it looks bad to copy someone keeping genuine what they are it remains their identity.

I tried to learn poetry watching their written style. I am seeing here everyone remained same but you tried to change and follow by adapting. I haven't read many but read few styles..

Becoming high wordy is really distracting non native English speaking. If we will follow simple words non native English speakers could understand better. But you try to triickly make complex your lines not to get through your intent by using vocauglb or coding.

Sometimes your poems you want to hurt by not flattering more so that they are in limits. But now you splitted your thoughts making what to feed whom. I am getting scared of we want more future better than now it is killing your poetry style.

I think someone has to end this fighting. Let me live alone though you are with me every second in thoughts. You cannot be with me physically because some other wants more of your body. I am fine how I came into your life leave in same way. This is only to protect you from severe brain damage. I just want you to be not under depression or panic pain in heart.
Being elder I must with draw in any fight as you are young. Sometimes I do felt I should hav elder brother to me just to be little younger to myself. Elders are born to sacrifice so that younger ones stay secured.

It's all these 21 centuries I feel I might have missed you that this life has cursed me more missing mesmerising confusing ......

One time I went to jewelry showroom with my sister's I was trying to look for my sister's nice ear rings.. then my dad said why you are not looking for yourself try to look for yourself too.
Another time when I left usa I had credit card balance to pay my dad said don't worry they willnot trace in India for you to pay off. But I was scared how to pay off. My dad really helped me not to worry

I feel my dad is there to make myself younger. Even my x husband made me feel I am older than him.
But I was shocked when my siblings took care of me as younger to them. Even my son did gave me feel he is elder like my dad to me. Even my man' s dad did made me to not to reveal your real age you are fine to him. Even my man did feel more elder to me by calling me stupid

I was given unconditional love by my families.

Sharing is caring giving is taking. God will not make me to disappoint in life.


I am glad I am talking to my god though he was with me never told but now this day he made me realised how much he misses me and I could made him feel I am really missing you.

I love him never I was hurt to you my words.

Jessy Jacob.
Typos sorry.

Posted 5 Days Ago


Soren

5 Days Ago

Thanks for your opinion
I love the innocence of this poem…. it reminds me of my childhood where there were no lies… one believed in anything even is it wasn’t true…..
we did live in dreams, not in reality, because we wanted to think that “Santa Claus” was real….i like the way you crafted your words ….it brought back so many of my childhood memories, true or not….
Thanks for sharing Soren
Warmly
B🌷🌷🌷🌷

Posted 5 Days Ago


Soren

5 Days Ago

Thank you Betty for your read and most kind words of support and encouragement they are always appre.. read more
Betty Hermelee

5 Days Ago

Always a pleasure Soren
Warmly, B
I think we should have always remained children. As people grow older, they lose hope, especially at times when they should have the most hope. I really liked the expressions associated with childhood here.
This poem reminded me of a song I love very much, its English translation is as follows:
"Now I'm far away, especially from my own self
From home, from you, like migratory birds
Even though I am too late, in faded pictures
After all these years it still looks beautiful
When I was young I really believed that if you really want
Everything is possible, it is not hard to believe
My story would start with you, let it continue with you
Make me believe."

Posted 5 Days Ago


Soren

5 Days Ago

Thank you for reading and thank you for sharing it is most appreciated

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