Charade In The Yard Poem by Raj Dronamraju

Charade In The Yard



I don't like how you pronounce my name
Speedy consonants contain disdain's hiss
You are like a distantly beautiful flower but I turn over a leaf and it's covered with nasty bugs

Charade in the yard
Charade in the glade

Someone told me happiness is possession
Good thing I didn't listen to them
And you said "fool me twice, shame on the fool"
And that fool lives in a house with big glass front windows

Charade in my glade
Charade in my yard

Happy home is a movie set
Will be quickly changed by stage hands once the scene is done
Kids and the ownership artifice are an elaborate make-believe production

Monday, December 2, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: disguise
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