
Oh, children, children!
Make me a child once more
So that I may
Feel happiness again –
And discover Life
With new eyes
And be delighted
By all that surrounds me.
Children, children!
Go out and play!
Laugh with your souls
And smile with your eyes –
For the Gates
Of the Kingdom of Childhood
Once closed
Never open again
And those who leave
Will never come back.
Oh, children –
How I long
To play with you
To be a little girl
Once more.
But not for me
Are those sights
Of sheer beauty –
I am a woman now.
Children, children –
Flee!
Escape these shackles
And bonds of Fate
Escape the misery
That darkens the soul –
Run while you can!
But there is nowhere to go.
Alas, children –
You will grow up
Someday
And you will leave
The Kingdom.
Then your feet
No longer little
Will wearily tread
The journey of Life –
They will hurt
But you will not
Be able to stop.
And when the Gates
Close behind you
You will look back
And sigh
And like me
Maybe even cry –
“Children, children, let me in!”
But there is no return.
Never.
Oh, children –
There is no escape
From Life.
Vanita Shukla Hork, 1983
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Beautiful ❤️
Thank you so much, Birte 🙏
Beautiful poem.
Thank you so much, Eshelle 🙏
Beautiful, beautiful poem, Vanita. You are so talented and expressive. It is a great enjoyment to read. ❤️ Love your Mother’s painting, too.
Thank you so much, Vibeke! It means a lot to me to hear this 🙏
Absolutely beautiful
Thank you so much, I’m so glad you liked it 🙏
Deep and meaningful. I’m grateful that you took time to share it with us.
Thank you so much, Manjitji and most welcome 🙏
A sad truth well framed!
A sad truth well framed!
Thank you so much, John, perhaps that is why it resonated with my late father 🙏
So much feelings in this poem. Loved it.
Thanks so much, Raven, this was also one of my late father’s favourite poems 🙏
Thanks for depicting every man’s regret so beautifully 🙏🌹
Thank you so much, I’m truly honoured 🙏🌷