A boy wishing to be beautiful
painted his face like a doll-girl.
Then he waited at an alley dustbin
hoping his boring life would unfurl.
Came a girl wishing to be strong.
She walked into the alleyway.
She hadn't been there very long...
before a pretty boy stood up to say:
"Little girl, do you find me beautiful? "
She said to him: "Yes I do indeed! "
Then she showed him her left titty.
which shocked the boy so much he peed.
She pushed herself against the boy,
but he pushed back, filled with alarm.
She asked: "Boy, do you find I'm strong? "
He said: "You are, for a girl.Now let go my arm."
So boy and girl met and both were satisfied.
(Jan. … 31...2019)
Adolescence is a time of confused identities for some! However the hormones seem to work vigorously in both!
Ah here we are in the realms of boy meets girl who wants to be a boy and a boy who wants to be a girl and neither really knows what they are and lets face it its a confusing time adolescence So boys will be girls and girls will be boys but then well it sort of works out Anyway enough of my nonsense enjoyed thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I totally agree with the previous comments, adolescence is a confusing time, and of course additionally so with gender issues. The last line left alot to the imagination...lol