‘I want to go abroad’, I said
I’ve told my dad before,
He grunted, disapprovingly
‘In exams, first you score!’
‘She wants to go to foreign!!’
He chuckled out aloud
‘Become an engineer instead
And make your parent’s proud’
My mother shut her ears so tight
To block these ‘words of doom’
Then looked at me, in horror
And rushed to the puja room
My sister yawned out lazily
And said, 'By now I’m sure
You must already feel
Just like a foreigner, out here.'
I’ve told my dad before,
He grunted, disapprovingly
‘In exams, first you score!’
‘She wants to go to foreign!!’
He chuckled out aloud
‘Become an engineer instead
And make your parent’s proud’
My mother shut her ears so tight
To block these ‘words of doom’
Then looked at me, in horror
And rushed to the puja room
My sister yawned out lazily
And said, 'By now I’m sure
You must already feel
Just like a foreigner, out here.'
8 comments:
New look and a new poem. Great to see both but particularly good to see you 'back'!!!
aha.....great....like it!!!
You on Facebook then? There are three of you but which are you?
Cool one.
Three Nicoles?
WOW!!!
PS.
Nicole if you E-mail me your address I will send you my latest series of chapbooks. All for free!
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HAHAHAHAA "I want to go to foreign".... AWESOME !!
GBY
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