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Dec 2013
Hope you don't mind I showed my mom what you posted.
I thought hard about what you posted in your poem.  
Mom came home and told her not to nap I needed to talk.
She said "Can't it wait I need my beauty sleep?'
Said no I need to talk to you or I might get pregnant.
That got her attention she looked at my belly real close.
Showed my poems but did not log in don't want her deleting.
she was screaming "WHY THE HELL ARE YOU POSTING THAT?"
She finally quit screaming and read what you said then all my poems.
Screams all over the freaking house and more yelling in my face.
She did what she don't like to do TALK TO ME!!!!
None of her dumb notes today just told me to sit down then called dad.
He was ****** at how I posted about his
facebook and about his *****.
Yelling and screaming at me then mom
stopped shouting then dad.
Mom demanded I log in and delete but I refused.
Told them it was how a stranger was the
only one who made sense.
Mom was ****** at a strange woman giving me advice.
Dad got ****** then and told her if she was home
more it would not happen.
More yelling from mom at dad this time.
Big surprise he defended me the daughter he
said wasn't worth a ******.
Mom cooled down and they read my poems.
Dad wanted to know if I did it with him for real.
Told him truth.
He was steamed but shut it for once in his life.
We spent hours talking i mean really
talking and they are still at it.
I was dismissed by my parents with a
promise from my parents
if I don't write about what they do in real life they
would try to be better at communicating with me.
Mom promised no more answering personals and
no over night dates until I go off to college.
Dad promised to make me feel like I was his daughter.
I can't stand his ***** but she's in my life until dad kicks her out.
Net wedding's off all he wanted to do was get in my virtual pants.
Thanks to you might be a merry x-mas to me.
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Nadia
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   Ishshita Chanda
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