A snap of a finger, a clap with the hands
Roaring loud sea waves hit the silent shore sand.
The roots from the mangroves holding on tight,
I hear the songs of the ocean, in the shining moonlight.
A sky full of stars, guiding our souls,
Finding the innocence, that being a grown-up had stole,
Salty sea breeze grazes the tip of our nose,
Reminiscing youthful summers & winter snows.
Countless 11:11 wishes that were made.
Infinite paper planes & boats that we would sail.
From a young carefree children, to people we are now,
A life full of changes that we had allowed.
Adulthood constrained us from what we believed,
A sense of right and wrong limited us from being carefree.
We’ve had to lose to a lot, to keep what we’ve gained.
Disappearance of an innocence from the body that has remained.
Let’s find those charming children before they fully abstain,
Seize the moment we have right now & be boundless again.