When I was young I didn’t know
What I’m doing is nothing to boast.
To delight me you bought new toys,
I threw them away to rejoice.
Now I realize I erred, my mother.
So hit me and beat me for what I have done
Don’t let me hurt you again as what I did is wrong.
I still remember in the playground
Sitting on the swing, I was going up and down.
You were cautious so I won’t get hurt
I shouted don’t you dare to stop
Till I touch the stars
But now I realize you just cared about me mother.
Forgive me I apologize my every word was hard
Don’t let me hurt you again as what I did is wrong.
In the morning, you woke up.
Before the sun did, to get me dressed up.
You made the breakfast with your heart in it,
I dashed it upon the floor saying “I don’t wanna eat”
I had hurt you again but you didn’t complain
Now I realize those were the best meal I could ever get, mother.
I regret not twigging the grandeur of that food
I won’t ever hurt you again, though I have been stubborn and rude.
How often did you scold me but I held a model of hypocrisy.
I thought you should be the one to inure
My absurd behavior was something to adore.
You stayed nonchalant rectifying my mistakes
Sermonizing my lies I did exaggerate
But now I realize your words were worth being engraved
I condemn not listening to you, I was vicious
The next time you say a word as this breath it’ll be precious.
You’re divine you’re the almighty
I have given you a lot of grief and anxiety.
But now I realize what was wrong
I will never-ever scorn.
Your love has melted my heart
You’re the adytum deep inside
I promise I won’t vex you again
You’re the god I pray, everyday, my mother.
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