Dimwit :) Ok. Underlying pathos is true.

But not the posturing - 'trying to cobble together a set of rosy glasses so that everything looks right, even if it wasnt' - truth is somethings are right, well, or so I believe is. There is some underlying, very beautiful innocence - but its like one's trying to hold on it it, like really hard - and then wanting to cry because you know its eventually gonna go away, anyway.

Yea, like that sort of momentary lapse into innocence. Recognizing it, liking it, being awed by it but never being able to hold onto it, even if thats what I'd wish to do.

Does that make sense? I think it does :))

Thanks :)))

okaii. I mean *sowwweeeeeeeettt* :)))

WL, Thanks :) You're seet :)

Yash ji :) Thank you. Glad you liked the lines :)))

harryandhelen :) the guru said right. but its hard to retain this feeling. Thats what the poem was talking about really.

Thanks and love :)

Reffy, sometimes, yes. Thanks :)))

DSampath, Thanks :) They are good lines :)

bmw :) www.. thanks babies.

Happy that you left the dark spot in never land and are back with your spray of colors. I was almost beginning to miss ya :)

hugs :)))

When I read this poem yesterday, what I saw in it was completely different I think that what you may have intended.  For that I apologize in advance.

For me it was a recognition that there was in fact no innocence.  All the words - all of them, were like trying desperately to cobble together a set of rosy glasses so that everything would look right, even if it wasn't.  Like a little fantasy to cover up the nightmare.  Some little indulgence for a starved soul.

There was an underlying pathos to it all.  

Once again, my apologies for getting it all wrong, I'm sure.  But that's the way I read it.

I really liked it. I like the meaning and beauty... behind every word.. you capture the reader and you ended it perfectly..you are simple Great Supriya