Ignorance

Priya Tomar

playing in the lap of dreams

Adorned by silver beams

Eyes deserve the nursury rhyme

As if they stole Italian wine .

 

Seeing the picture in album 

When will my papa come

Putting knife on sweet cake

Promises papa always break .

 

Oil of pain in the lamps of eyes

Papa will come , no more cries 

Mumma , sing a saucy song

Why silence , what's wrong ?

 

She enjoys her innocence

In  the dark veil of  ignorance.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Priya Tomar (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 16th, 2025 09:44
  • Comment from author about the poem: The poem is about a baby girl who is still waiting for her father . Innocent child doesn't know that he is no more !
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 43
  • Users favorite of this poem: Lorenz, Tristan Robert Lange, Paul Bell
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  • Lorenz

    A very well rendered oppressive atmosphere ! A fav .

    • Priya Tomar

      Thank you for read and fav .

    • sorenbarrett

      They say ignorance is bliss but tis only so until the truth be known. A most lovely poem that bears a bit of dark foreboding

      • Priya Tomar

        Very true soren .
        Thanks for reading .

        • sorenbarrett

          You are most welcome

        • Friendship

          Well written,a very sad poem. Your poem revolves around the themes of childhood innocence, longing, and the pain of abandonment.

          • Priya Tomar

            Thank you for read and interpretation .
            Your words much appreciated.

            • Friendship

              You're welcome.

            • Tristan Robert Lange

              Priya, this one aches softly…the child’s voice so pure it hurts. The innocence makes the heartbreak sharper. You’ve painted absence with tenderness. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

              • Priya Tomar

                Thanks for read and fav.
                Much appreciated .

              • Paul Bell

                Adults lie to the point where they can't lie no more.
                The child grows to the realisation of those lies, and that can go either way as they go forward in life.

                • Priya Tomar

                  It's true .
                  Thank u so much .



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