THREE POEMS IN ONE
Reverse Poetry and Limerick
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i have always wanted to disown you,
so, don’t believe when i say,
you’re a child so precious i treasure,
for the truth is,
i abhorred almost every second of your existence.
i regret every time i’m reminded,
A CHILD RESULTED FROM BEING MUTE,
you may be
the greatest mistake i have done.
when frazzled, i prattled on
the truth of all these;
that you’re a burden to bear,
and i want you gone
i should have aborted you.
and it’s repentant to say
i live and continue in life
when you are after all the reason why
I JUST HAD TO BEAR A SIN SO MASSIVE.
my thoughts are fixated to that,
not realizing one imperative,
you continued exerting effort then but
THE CRY FOR RIGHTS IS ABORTIVE.
i simply loathe the fact that
you were born
with a rapist as a father,
WHILE THE WORLD WAS BLINDED OF THAT TRUTH.
i truly desire to leave you even
so don’t think that
i can love you enormously,
when the truth is,
i have been disgusted of you;
inevitable from the very beginning,
FOR I AM BUT A RAPED PROSTITUTE.
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so, don’t believe when i say,
you’re a child so precious i treasure,
for the truth is,
i abhorred almost every second of your existence.
i regret every time i’m reminded,
A CHILD RESULTED FROM BEING MUTE,
you may be
the greatest mistake i have done.
when frazzled, i prattled on
the truth of all these;
that you’re a burden to bear,
and i want you gone
i should have aborted you.
and it’s repentant to say
i live and continue in life
when you are after all the reason why
I JUST HAD TO BEAR A SIN SO MASSIVE.
my thoughts are fixated to that,
not realizing one imperative,
you continued exerting effort then but
THE CRY FOR RIGHTS IS ABORTIVE.
i simply loathe the fact that
you were born
with a rapist as a father,
WHILE THE WORLD WAS BLINDED OF THAT TRUTH.
i truly desire to leave you even
so don’t think that
i can love you enormously,
when the truth is,
i have been disgusted of you;
inevitable from the very beginning,
FOR I AM BUT A RAPED PROSTITUTE.
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Now, read from bottom to top. Then read the capitalized lines from bottom to top.
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a poem of just another mother
3-in-one | reverse poetry
iii.xxxi.xx
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Prattle: the poetry within was just an attempt to limerick poetry since i am not very much capable of counting stresses. i was able to follow only the rhyme scheme.