Sunday Poem/Quote Poem By Sindhu K Nair

To my dear

Oh my tiny throb, deep inside my womb..
I pour my soul to you.
Because I know you are my darling lass.
I will strengthen you with wings of fire.
I will fill you with mettle and power through my nipples.
Oh my dear,
I am a bit bewildered
Because you are to be born to this dark dark world.
And you know nothing about this majic screen.
It is a feigned world..
Never give up your birth..
I am always with you like a Felucca.
I am waiting here to see your forelock..
I am sure that you are my forebear..
Because I sense your strong feet inside me.
Oh my dear,
You must bear the frock of forbearance..
You may find forbidden fruits in plenty here.
But never swap up on them..
You must be an opiate to destitute..
I am here for you my dear baby..
We will live a warrior’s life in this stagily world..