Scratched Knees - Original Poem

Elizabeth Lawrence once said:


"There is a garden in every childhood, an enchanted place where colors are brighter, the air softer, and the morning more fragrant than ever again."


One can never forget his childhood, after all it is one of the best seasons of our lives. This poem is a tribute to all our forgotten childhoods. Read it and enjoy a visit back to your childhood. Best of luck for the trip :) Enjoy!

SCRATCHED KNEES - Original Poetry



Today I saw a group of kids

Playing and wandering around

Laughing and chukling again and again

With no worries of crown.


They need not to be worried

and so they weren't

All I could hear

Were some giggling sounds


Their worst enemy was the neighbor's child

who stole some chocolates and never gave back

but they patched up in no time at all

when they found him lonely; hovering around


Well all I could see was a group of angels

Free from worries, malice and vice

I wondered if I was like one of them

The answer seemed nowhere; I had to think twice.


The reality was different and much profound

With all these thoughts, I was almost drowned

My heart is weak and the soul is wrenched

I am an old man - with peace - scracely to be found


I skimmed past my days, as I keep looking them

Amazed by the speed of time, I was indeed astound

It seems that I was one of them, a little time ago

But the time one has at his disposal is never abound


As I kept smiling on their little amazed faces

I realized something much profound

That broken toys were better than shattered dreams

and scratched knees were finer than heart wounds

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Paradise7 5 years ago from Upstate New York

OMG!!! This is just so beautiful. The pics go very well with the poem, too, especially the one of the man on the bench. Kudos to you, my cyber-friend.


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wytegarillaz 5 years ago from Australia

I like your hub, found you while hub hopping !


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Avenger675 5 years ago from Australia

Wow...this is really good. I'm jealous!


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Hunbbel Meer 5 years ago from Karachi, Pakistan. Author

@Paradise7: Thank you, I am glad that you liked it. The sweet memories of my childhood often make me sad, so this one is a little tribute to that :)


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Hunbbel Meer 5 years ago from Karachi, Pakistan. Author

@Wytegarillaz: I am glad that you stopped by. Thanks for your feed back :)


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Hunbbel Meer 5 years ago from Karachi, Pakistan. Author

@Avenger675: Thanks for the appreciation and honour :) And I hope I have answered your question well-enough :)


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mondkill 5 years ago

Love how you end the poem... It did bring me back to the past with a blast. I love the old man sitting in the bench, a reminder that we should cherish our memories of childhood. Some part of your poem make me sad, but over all I like the poem.


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Hunbbel Meer 5 years ago from Karachi, Pakistan. Author

Thank you everyone for your comments. I am glad that you people are liking it :)


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Movie Master 5 years ago from United Kingdom

Your photos enhance your poem beautifully, I like the way you have set out your hub with the delicate small pattern as well.

'Scratched knees' so thought provoking it took me back to my childhood.

I loved your poem, thank you for sharing I'm voting up and beautiful.


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writer20 5 years ago from Southern Nevada

Your a great write of poems. This one touched my heart and took me back to my childhood. Thank you.


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Hunbbel Meer 5 years ago from Karachi, Pakistan. Author

@Movie Master: Thank you for your kind words. I am glad that you liked it and voted up :)


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Hunbbel Meer 5 years ago from Karachi, Pakistan. Author

@writer20: I hope you would have enjoyed your trip to childhood as much as I enjoyed while penning this poem down :) Thank you for stopping by


Sueswan 5 years ago

Beautiful. I am glad you have sweet memories of your childhood.


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Hunbbel Meer 5 years ago from Karachi, Pakistan. Author

@Sueswan: Childhood is always the best season of our lives. No one ever forgets that :)


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sweetie1 5 years ago from India

Hi meer, very expressive and emotional poetry. Great work. keep it up.


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Hunbbel Meer 5 years ago from Karachi, Pakistan. Author

@Sweetie1: Thank you for your kind words :)


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msdee115 5 years ago from Stone Mountain, GA

so very sweet. love the imagery and memories


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Hunbbel Meer 5 years ago from Karachi, Pakistan. Author

@msdee115: Thank you for your appreciation. I am glad that you stopped by and share your views about this poem :)


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raciniwa 5 years ago from Naga City, Cebu

i do too had a wounded knee when my classmate intentionally blocked my way...all that is left now is the scar which bore her mischief...


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anupma 5 years ago from India

Nice poem, I really want my childhood back. That time was precious. this poem of yours, is giving words what most people want. Thanks for giving words to our feelings and desire.


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kenneth avery 5 years ago from Hamilton, Alabama

Hunbbel . . .ABSOLUTELY WONDERFUL! Loved this hub and loved the subject. Thank YOU, Sincerely, for carrying me back, FREE, to my 'dangerous' childhood of banging, beating, crying, laughing, imagining, and sadly, growing up. You are an amazing talent. I am a fan and gladly, a follower. Sincerely, Kenneth Avery, from a rural town, Hamilton, in northwest Alabama, that reminds one of Mayberry, where Andy and Barney worked.

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