And with slicken eyes I say, Mother I Plead
From my days of adolescence you’ve failed to arrive.
In all my moments of life, the idea of mother was uknown.
Staring out my bedroom window, I kissed the addiction to you all goodbye.
And whenever I hear your voice or the syllables of your name, my heart knows no delight.
And with slicken eyes I say,
Mother I plead, please just say goodbye.
To ridden me of the burden of waiting for your arrive.
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Author:
Asaan Baptiste Abbott (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 9th, 2025 03:14
- Comment from author about the poem: A poem to my mother, who never cared to show up.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
An arrow to the heart. When mother does not arrive then who else will. Such feelings of abandonment and aloneness fill this poem. Sad and tragic. I feel it
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