Tea Kawana

Rookie - 143 Points (10th February / Zambia)

Momma - Poem by Tea Kawana

Does she despair?
I don’t know…
Her expressions inexplicit;
Her face the same.
Yet for a time I looked closer:
analysed.
Beneath her plump softened cheeks
Her veins tighten,
Her blood, bloated; ready to explode.
Concealed in her eyes:
Sorrow, restraint from freedom,
Red of anger.
Debilitated; she still goes on

I gasp at what makes her run

Her pain submerges me into tears for her.
Does she ever breakdown?
I don’t know…
But I admire her
She is my strength


Comments about Momma by Tea Kawana

  • (12/5/2009 3:22:00 AM)


    very touching poem digging the soul of women..
    hats off to the effort
    regards
    sandhya
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 5, 2009



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