My days are numbered
so I have to act quick
I want to rethink
but my mind is not so sleek
my mind is damaged
so guess what I feel ?
I feel mismanaged
but that's my own ordeal
I shouldn't bother you
or make you feel prudent
it's not your fault naturally
I am just a cruel student
I learnt so little
and acquired nothing
my heart so brittle
from all the adapting
I feel like a baby
that needs to be caressed
so please ,come feed me
feed me with your full breast
Look !,my days are numbered
so wring your milk quick
let my tongue feel it
before my mind goes bleak
if my days are numbered
my maths is obtuse
cause peace plus love ,
equals to all problems solved.
I now realise I am little
I haven't seen enough
My joys not faraway
I feel it in my belly
my pleasure in my mummy .
I like the way she cradles me .
now guess how I feel ,
like a Queen in a diaper .
nonchalant and puerile
like a baby in November.
YOU ARE READING
queen. |✓|
Poetry(POETRY ABOUT MOTHERHOOD & LOVE ) You whisper "My queen " and I can only stare ahead because there's nothing for me to say except think of how much I'm dead Think of how so far gone I am I'm loose in touch with reality because I still see you sc...
