am a boy of 13
With borrowed dreams.
Mama and pa are chasing the society.
Unheard, my heart screams.
My paintbrush lost the battle
And the stethoscope grins.- - - - - A lovely poem written from a teenager's perspective.The boy wants to be a painter, but parents insist him to become a medico.His dreams remain hung in between.He secretly nurtures his dreams.
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
am a boy of 13 With borrowed dreams. Mama and pa are chasing the society. Unheard, my heart screams. My paintbrush lost the battle And the stethoscope grins.- - - - - A lovely poem written from a teenager's perspective.The boy wants to be a painter, but parents insist him to become a medico.His dreams remain hung in between.He secretly nurtures his dreams.
Thanks a lot for your beautiful comment...