snehasabu
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Joined: June 2021 Last seen: 1 year ago

Submitted Poems 3 total

My Son’s Wall My Son’s Wall My son is busy Mending the wall, The boulders keep falling And he keeps mending and mending. He is here for a vacation, Too busy for a chat For I am no fun for him Greyer and older, I have become. A burden! With heavy... – *by Sneha Sabu*	36 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
My Unborn Twins My Unborn Twins My second trimester has come My belly touched my thighs. I sat on the chair I could feel them move. Weeks later, I sat again on the chair. With a glue tube under. My water broke! The tube oozed out And stuck my bum to the chair. I... – *by Sneha Sabu*	44 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
The You version of Yourself The You version of Yourself Look at your sister! She wakes up on time, Studies on time, Heads to school on time, The perfect kid of time. I looked at her and pondered, I am not like her. Do I want to be her... – *by Sneha Sabu*	34 Views added 2 years ago	Rating

My Son’s Wall

My son is busy
Mending the wall,
The boulders keep falling
And he keeps mending and mending.
He is here for a vacation,
Too busy for a chat
For I am no fun for him
Greyer and older, I have become.
A burden!
With heavy...

– by Sneha Sabu

36 Views

added 2 years ago

Rating

My Unborn Twins

My Unborn Twins

My second trimester has come
My belly touched my thighs.
I sat on the chair
I could feel them move.
Weeks later, I sat again on the chair.
With a glue tube under.
My water broke!
The tube oozed out
And stuck my bum to the chair.
I...

– by Sneha Sabu

44 Views

added 2 years ago

Rating

The You version of Yourself

The You version of Yourself

Look at your sister!
She wakes up on time,
Studies on time,
Heads to school on time,
The perfect kid of time.

I looked at her and pondered,
I am not like her.
Do I want to be her...

– by Sneha Sabu

34 Views

added 2 years ago

Rating

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