Once on a bright new morning,
mama dragged me into the cold.
This triggered me into mourning,
and for every reluctance she gave me a scold.
My gentle cry pierced the tranquil atmosphere,
as she stripped me naked.
My heart raged like a burning spear,
as she scooped frosty water on my head.
“Let me use the BAYTLOOM,”
I shouted at mama naughtily.
Her angry eyes measured me like a tape rule,
as she hissed at me haughtily.
In a jiffy, neighbours gathered to look,
where I strove with mama and cried.
The cause of mother and child hullabaloo,
amazed them all as they laughed.
ÀTÒKÉ my play mate also came peeping,
as she covered her tooth detached mouth in a manner to ogle.
My heart continued leaping,
as if it was going to tumble.
How I wish- to my mother’s will I had concurred,
I thought as- my spit- I continued to swallow.
Then this mess wouldn’t have occurred,
In self pity I continued to wallow.
Sorry, I had to leave out a verse as the Poetry Zone is for a family audience.
Oh!, I really love to have my poems the way they are. All the way, thanks poetry zone. I don’t mean to violate your principles. Thanks so much
That’s okay. I wouldn’t normally censor poems, but when younger children have access to more adult material one has to. Good luck.
Yea, I can view things from your perspective, thanks so much.
I will also like to get notified when you have a poetry competition.
Well, a new competition will be starting next week. Hopefully on Monday. Watch this space!
A captivating poem