The following poem is the fourth poem from my book, Welcome to the Sombre Days. The book is digitally available for pre-order on Kindle, and will be also available on paperback, both released on 9th March.Other poems in the collection are:
Dancing QueenFruitcakeThe Best of Both WorldsApplause
All eyes on me:
my charm distracts grown-ups
from the grim realities
of their mundane lives.
Tongue tied,
too shy.
Take out your cameras,
this is what I do best:
silly faces.
My spirit is God’s gift to you,
in my presence you feel ecstasy
produced by the holiest miracles.
When you turn away
I feel used – abused,
like a soft-toy
only cuddled
when you feel afraid –
now laying untouched
gathering dust.
Do what you want with me:
dress me-up,
pluck my hair.
I wish to imprint
a smile on your face,
affix your gaze:
you cannot live without me.
Pride is the foundation
of my fragile self-esteem:
clap for me until your hands bleed.
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Published on March 05, 2018 10:43