Tuesday, November 6, 2012
An Angry Mother! Comments
Rating: ★5.0
Spiking is cruel, when I come to your home,
I have observed the wicked smile in every Rome,
Over the years I have gone feeble, but look strong,
my numbing nerves send the signals wrong.
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8/6/2025 10:30:12 AM # 1.0.0
This poem makes lots of sense. Bees never spiked me to build their hives to save honey, Birds may dip their beaks; but never break the rules of nature, Purely intelligence They call me mother to nourish my emotion to cheat me further. I am sure some words are used metaphorically and they mean more than what they carry. The lines containing 20km high breathing air and earthen jar are very emotional. A powerful complaint I'd say. Very very nice