O my amateur self

cofhypieces





You have not grown enough; you self

Thou art not matured seedling

still amateur

 

Amazing, and amazing you do

My amateur brain thinking matured thoughts

 

My amateur waist throwing javelins like warlords

 

My amateur hands writing greatness as never sought

 

See my amateur legs never accept zones in her comfort

Oh my amateur self

 

You annoy when irritated

You erect when interrupted

You lust when uninvited

 

My amateur self

You never grow

  • Author: cofhypieces (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 27th, 2023 14:27
  • Comment from author about the poem: self is very young, she never grows and still amateur. Her behaviour is never predictable despite her many years of experience
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • L. B. Mek

    'self' is an evolving concept
    from minute to minute
    some progress, quick
    then stagnate
    other's, take their time
    but never fail to grow
    inch by inch, scar by scar
    slowly n surely
    they curate, that self
    true to who, they be...
    stay strong for the journey is long
    thanks for sharing

    • cofhypieces

      thanks for the comment



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