Lara W.A


A Monster Under My Bed

Poem by Lara W.A

Under my four post bed,
You’ll find many treasures,
Either that,
Or many junks.
Dusts and spider webs,
Old stacks of magazines,
Celebrities’ cut-outs,
Misplaced crayons,
And oh yeah,
A journal I hadn’t seen for many years.

Turned out,
I’ve always been ambitious,
Ambitious but reasonable.
Because in it,
There’s a Wish List neatly written,
Many forgotten wishes.
And my heart broke upon reading this:
“To die before 35.”


Comments about A Monster Under My Bed by Lara W.A

  • john tiong chunghoojohn tiong chunghoo (1/23/2006 9:23:00 AM)

    you are a real poet! ! just dont die before 35.(Report)Reply

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  • Max Reif (7/30/2005 12:20:00 PM)

    Beautiful title, and it pumps irony and power into your ending!(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 30, 2005