Sunday Poem By Dikshak Bose

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.