Mother
She scolds me,
whenever I do something,
she doesn't like.
She wants me to do,
the household chores,
I don't like to do.
She ends cursing me up.
Makes me feel,
I'm unimportant.
Mistakes, mistakes, mistakes,
I've done lots of them,
I get hatred from her.
Her mouth is like a bomb,
when it drops will,
make my heart broken.
She doesn't even like,
to listen to me,
when I talk.
She gets upset easily.
She's vulnerable but a warrior.
She's strong and,
has a great personality.
I tend to hurt her,
without me knowing it.
She doesn't understand,
why I love staying at home.
I know I'm not,
a good daughter to her.
I try my best to please her,
you know.
She may not like me,
all the time,
but I know she's proud of me.
I was a good student,
I did good at school,
made her boast,
it to her friends.
She seems happy,
when someone says I'm sexy.
She's proud of it.
She's a great mother,
she sacrifices a lot,
I'm grateful for it.
She's caring, loving,
and a cool mother.
She thinks of our own good,
us first before her,
she's selfless.
She's good at some things,
like cooking and knitting.
She's good at taking,
care of her family.
She's the best mother,
in the world.
I'm glad she's my mother.
-Yuchae
November 3, 2015
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Poetically Expressed (2015-2016) - Poetry Book
شِعرPoems that I wrote in 2015-2016. Some of the poems aren't true and I didn't experience (Especially the romantic ones). Several of them are just the result of my wide imagination (This is what you get when you are a daydreamer and a nightthinker) and...
