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 chunghoo (1/23/2006 9:23:00 AM)

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

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  • (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

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