Her Unmistakable Mistakes

Her Unmistakable Mistakes short poem

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Locked my heart , dumped the key,
For that sacrifice I never meant to be.
Confused between sinistral and dextral,
Oh God ! help me before I fall from the pedestal.
I owed him tons of endearment so far,
But wonder will I reciprocate before I rupture my armour.
It’s strenuous to laze my heart from flare,
For the conspicuous injuries already left the scar.
Striving and congregating efforts, I once proclaimed,
Still having sleepover with my solitary invisible and untamed.
Wonder why my striving went in vain tho can’t credit myself lame,
For once when he said I’ll be your armour for the game,
But i failed to deliver my efforts and he left me benumb
in between , in shame.
Now arrived the phase of my accouchment,
Was my reflection , my daughter now of eighteen in my Kent.
I was at comfort calculating from the heaven since,
Finding her not a puny like her mother,
But dared to do anything like her father.
I was peeping from the heaven,
And was happy to see her with her love leman.

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