To The Little Angels Poem by Souren Mondal
To The Little Angels
Muttering half a syllable on repeat
with a mouth that has only a few teeth
they fit into my lap like it were a throne
giving the purest of the looks.
Some run, and some ask for stories
while some are happy with a cuddle
and a million of kisses
They sleep with their heads rested on my chest
- little rascals that still wet their beds!
Fairies and imaginary dragons are totally there
And wonderlands where chocolate ice-creams
are grown on the trees
with rivers of fresh strawberry flavoured milkshake
flow with ease.
Little angels on earth, who make everything better
Can you see from their eyes?
Even your oldest furnitures are objects of wonder -
'Here's a chair', you say to them, 'look a
chair - that's a chair' - keep cooing until
they say - 'clar' -
So wrong yet so right.
Blessed be these idiots who poop in their diapers.
Souren Mondal
January 8,2016
I love this poem Souren. I felt a pull to your page last night and finally am commenting this morning. I like everything about this poem. Sometimes we all need little angels in our life. I'm sure you're a SUPERB babysitter! Peace and love.
This is a fine return to poetry writing after an hiatus. You find so much wonder and humor in the experience of being with children and a big measure of both rubs off on you (and your reader) . For the extended moment we read the poem the parameters of our being are reduced and focused on the world as perceived by children. When the Minnesota poet Robert Bly was asked How did you go from a beginning poet to a mature one, he answered in one word, DIAPERS. That response is like your poem: it's both truthful and funny. In the poem, you are holding the LITTLE ANGELS protectively and they bless you with their innocence. What a perfect picture! It can't last indefinitely but while it does it conveys all its sweetness to our being.
I raised 6 of the little pooping idiots and nothing has ever brought me greater joy
Little angels on earth, who make everything better.....A poem full of just love and emotions...Beautiful poem...thanx for sharing :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Even your old furnitures are objects of wonder''- - The poem portrays innocence and beauty of children who fill our heart with pure joy.Every mundane job also feel like wonder.- -Thanks Souren for sharing the beautiful poem.