POETRY CORNER: TELL MAMA.

POETRY CORNER:

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Poetry Corner.

TELL MAMA.

INSPIRED BY SHE KE MI.


Tell mama,
The egg she laid,
Is now rotten and,
Being split in a hollow,
My remains lie on the brooks,
In the dark dom.

 

Tell mama,
This little fabric,
She bought from nature,
And fixed: all her life,
Has fallen prey of the scavenging,
Wind, that napped me from,
The hanger,
She cannot wear me again.

 

Tell mama,
The fruit she has been,
Expecting from the plant,
She planted. Have been plucked,
By the volcano, that came like a,
Whirlwind; hollowed the plant
And dumped it inside an ocean,
to flow with no destination.

 

Tell mama,
Not to seek my voice in the,
Whistling wind; not to seek me,
In the light soil.
Tell mama not to ask the sea,
Where it drove me to; not to tongue,
Out my fadings into the air,
Tell mama if there exists an afterlife,
We will meet there.

 

-Graced Pen ®


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