Poems by Pranita Rao Dr

But first, I am a child

a poem by Pranita Rao Dr

Take a minute to listen to me,
I am one of you, I plead.
The skirt I wear, might scare you away,
My glossy lipstick might stain the memories of our beautiful days.
The hoarse voice in the skin of a dame may be the reason to your scream,
I know, that my doll figurine is why, I am a villain in you dream.
To you my lovely friend I say,
Don’t let the bond between us fade away.
My choice of attire does not make me less of a child,
Would you like it, if of all the respect, you were deprived?
You find my decorated lips disturbing,
Remember, dear one, that the taste of the cocoa
We had during the rainy school days was similarly appetizing.
How do you recognize my speech as antagonizing?
Isn’t it the same amiable voice that console’s you on a blue evening?
Hold my hand before I perish,
Peep into my suffering-soul and help me slowly flourish.
Take a minute to listen to me,
I am one of you, I plead.