Sunday Poem By Dikshak Bose

Amen

It was my realization and I knew what was a cremation
It was eighteen when I wasn’t anymore a teen
I had my father but within my mother
I remember I was five
I was bit too much a naive
Didn’t know how to add or subtract
And I called him my Dad
I remember I was ten
He sat beside me when I watched fighting Kane
I didn’t know how to make friends
My dad introduced me to all those crazy trends
I was eighteen now
Seven years past my age eleven
The clock was eleven past seven
My mom came with a prayer for the heaven
And I said Amen.

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