Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

   Hot to eyes 
   Drop goes the tear 
   Maternal does not
   Tear simply dried out.

   Man up, Thrive, Succeed 
   Words from her mouth 
   To the ones from her womb 
   Be not me
   Who look towards the sundown
   For better half to arrive
   Paternal 
   Whose mentality of the olden 
   Insults to me before giving 
   Harsh words 
   With rash feel.

   Succumb 
   Daily act 
   So paternal does not chase 
   Little cash 
   At hand 
   Paternal always crave 
   Temper unknown
   Voice,volcano
   Hot words
   Outing
   The next day
   Remorseful
   Still maternal see him 
   No wrong.

   Statue on bed 
   Pretend to be 
   Cursing words 
   It's hard to sleep
   Paternal drunk
   Paternal sick
   Still pills he takes 
   Without a think
   Soliloquy the next day
   Maternal begins.

   Sweet morning 
   Birds chirping
   Mouth watery 
   Best chef in the kitchen
   Air seeming lighter 
   He seeming kinder
   The day before today 
   Forgotten.

   Sundown, Sunrise
   Still in the kitchen 
   But offsprings vexed 
   Little hatred for paternal
   His treatment to maternal
   Beast is he 
   Little heart says 
   Mouth heavy
   To call him father
   Still maternal see him
   No wrong.