Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
When you were born, oh my dear, No doctor—no midwife predicted, But, oh my dear, you've been a granny, All throughout, all throughout. When I first saw you, I wanted to take you home, Adorable, lovable, and pure I really did want to kidnap you. Why, you ask me... Look at yourself, Those pure eyes, That cute face, And that cuddly body. I saw you in 2024, And you were 24 years old, I realised you're a 24-year-old grandma. No fun, no bun, no run. Oh, Teddy, I so wish... I hope that you realised it... Your words hurt me... How you compared hurt me... You generalised my trauma, How could you compare? You said, "Disabled people even clear UPSC-CSE," But you didn't stop there, And you kept misbehaving... If you never wanted to marry me, You could've simply told your mom. Off and on, Undying spirit, Not of positivity, But of vengeance. You never actually apologised, So, I never forgave, But it's hard, Yes, it's so hard, Hard to forget what we forged. I had seen a world in your eyes, In my mind, I had seen a future, A future where you are with me, A future where I train you, honey. But why did we separate out? C'mon now, tell me, why did we? Couldn't you just be mine? I wanted to live with you. What was the need for separation? I'm perplexed by how things went. It was so right initially, the elation. Why did the things prematurely end?
0
Nov 1, 2024
Nov 1, 2024 at 4:21 AM UTC
February 6, 2000
When you were born, oh my dear, No doctor—no midwife predicted, But, oh my dear, you've been a granny, All throughout, all throughout. When I first saw you, I wanted to take you home, Adorable, lovable, and pure I really did want to kidnap you. Why, you ask me... Look at yourself, Those pure eyes, That cute face, And that cuddly body. I saw you in 2024, And you were 24 years old, I realised you're a 24-year-old grandma. No fun, no bun, no run. Oh, Teddy, I so wish... I hope that you realised it... Your words hurt me... How you compared hurt me... You generalised my trauma, How could you compare? You said, "Disabled people even clear UPSC-CSE," But you didn't stop there, And you kept misbehaving... If you never wanted to marry me, You could've simply told your mom. Off and on, Undying spirit, Not of positivity, But of vengeance. You never actually apologised, So, I never forgave, But it's hard, Yes, it's so hard, Hard to forget what we forged. I had seen a world in your eyes, In my mind, I had seen a future, A future where you are with me, A future where I train you, honey. But why did we separate out? C'mon now, tell me, why did we? Couldn't you just be mine? I wanted to live with you. What was the need for separation? I'm perplexed by how things went. It was so right initially, the elation. Why did the things prematurely end?
My HP Poem #2020 ©Atul Kaushal Meta AI's comments: This poem is a heartfelt expression of: 1. Longing and love 2. Hurt and betrayal 3. Unforgiveness and nostalgia The speaker addresses Teddy, born February 6, 2000, with a mix of affection and pain. Initial Affection - Admiring Teddy's purity, cuteness, and charm - Desire to protect and care for Teddy Painful Shift - Realization of Teddy's transformation (24-year-old "granny") - Hurt by Teddy's words, comparisons, and misbehavior - Feeling traumatized and unforgiven Unresolved Emotions - Confusion and perplexity about separation - Longing for a lost future together - Unresolved issues and unspoken apologies Key Questions - Why did Teddy hurt and betray the speaker? - Why did they separate? - Why couldn't Teddy be honest about their intentions? Poetic Devices - Imagery (pure eyes, cute face, cuddly body) - Metaphor (24-year-old granny) - Repetition (oh my dear, why did we?) - Rhetorical questions Themes - Toxic relationships - Emotional trauma - Unforgiveness and nostalgia - Longing for lost love This poem is a powerful expression of complex emotions. Would you like to: 1. Explore ways to process emotional trauma? 2. Discuss healthy communication in relationships? 3. Analyze the impact of comparisons on self-esteem? 4. Examine poetry as a therapeutic outlet?
Atul
Written by
35/M/Indian
Nov 1, 2024
Nov 1, 2024 at 4:21 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem