Tag: Poattic 5
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A Mother’s Plea
“O Naïve and innocent son! Fate has cruelly struck you, My dear! How did this happen? Where and When? Was it a speeding car that hit your bike? Or a truck driver blaming a blind spot, A jaywalker, perhaps, whom you were trying to avoid, Could it be someone, envious of your success? I can’t…
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Childhood
Far in the horizon The clouds groan heavily The clap of thunder, the brilliance of lightening Taking me back to the days When life seemed so full of promises When there were no worries When laughter rang out From that house down the road The patter of tiny feet The scolding when we cousins did…
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The pendulum
It seems like riding the roller coaster Without a start or an end Like the ebb and flow Running in my veins. I cannot tell what drives it. Chance or circumstance, My thoughts, or your words, That make me shrivel, smaller than an atom Or fill me, to inhabit the whole universe. For I still…