Poem || My Little Kid ||
I listen to the screeching engines
I listen to the deafening horns.
But neither do I care nor
do I share, my life has never been fair!
I sit there quietly all along the day
And I know none had ever asked me to stay
I feel him on my motherly lap,
Snoring so cutely during his nap.
Some of the people stare at me
As if I would be better as a tree
I keep him safely in my arms
The mad ones tell me they all are dreams
They quietly tell me He's gone.'
And I glare at them like a stone
I can see his cheeky smile
And I know I am never fragile
Some stare at me with pity eyes
Some throw me food with their kindest hearts
I eat and breathe, for my kid
Without him, I like to be dead.
A pit was dug, for they called it a grave
It was the last thing he could ever have
I cried and mourned and wailed for a while
And there he was to make me smile
I kiss him on his creamy cheeks
Love is all I see in his eyes
The mad ones still whisper at me
And I cuddle him more close to me
Neither do I care nor
Do I share, my life has never been fair!
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A/N
Hey everyone! I am new in this forum and this is my first post. I have written many poems but this is special cuase this is the first rhyming poem I have written. I am so proud of myself. 😆
Feel free to criticise and point out my mistakes. I would love anything you would leave as a comment.
Loads of Love.
Linaya
