There is a monster at our home
He is 32 inch with a face flat as a pitch
His arrival wrapped us in ecstasy
Like it was a blessing of a new born baby
We thought he would be the source of fun
and entertainment in the family
But alas! !
He is trouble
His sugarcoated features are to deceive
They only conceal his beastly nature
Dad placed him at the sitting room
His den
Our beautiful gaol
From where he abducts our eyes
And devours all our attention
To no avail are my attempts to evade him
As his unresistable bait of movies, music and
sports
Attracts me to her
Like i am some kind of steel
And he is magnet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem