Heartbeats of an expectant yet fagged mother..
pounds from a survivor
refusing the seemingly expectant urge to Peter out-
her sweats..pale skin..dark,shaky eyes..
Yet this.....fire..
it burned fiercely as she held on an "all ripped"thread..
life!!
Finally it came..
blood and sweats..payed off.
oh..you little creature..she said with a sinister glare..
All this pother,this Thrill.
let's see what becomes of you!!
Alas!! she's fearlessly grown..her steps unknown..
I'd regard it a bold one...Now..
The yearning to scream inwardly at your self..
A reminder to self,who she really is -
It's the freedom in each line of thought..
The courage and self gratitude..
That beautiful, yet unending and undying thirty for more..
Yearnings..wild dreams.. experiences and healings..
Adolescence..teenaging..Growth!!-Rayz-
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FantasyA Collection Of Poems And Short Stories From The Best Writers At Lagos State University.