Best Poem of T.. Singh

Father And Daughter
How can you call me your daughter?
How can you think that you 'own' me?

Daughter - I'm not a piece of property.
Will you ever find a place in your heart
To accept me?

Father -...(silence) ...

And she is constantly reminded
That this father figurine
Supposedly 'loves her.'

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(i Am) Spouting Sarah Poetry
I miss the feeling of your skin on mine
It was always very comforting to wake up and see you laying there
Beside me.
I could write novels about the beauty of your hips and your fingertips
And every last kiss that you gave me before going to sleep at night..
That's how deeply in love with you I am.

I could . . .
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