Souren Mondal

Gold Star - 31,504 Points (10th November 1991 / Chandannagar)

To The Little Angels - Poem by Souren Mondal

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

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Form: Free Verse

Poet's Notes about The Poem

It's been a while since I wrote something.. This one is for the little ones in my life, who, even under the worst situation make me smile from ear to ear :)

Comments about To The Little Angels by Souren Mondal

  • Bharati Nayak (1/19/2016 1:38:00 AM)

    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. (Report) Reply

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  • Pamela Sinicrope (1/15/2016 4:39:00 PM)

    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. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (1/11/2016 10:41:00 PM)

    This poem is so cute....... so lovely..... like the 'little idiots who poop on their diapers'! Yes, children are little angels sent by God. I can very well see your love for the 'little brats'. Souren, I thoroughly enjoyed this poem.... the child like simplicity of diction and the flow of loving sentiments! I wonder what a coincidence it is that I too am going to post a poem on children just now, but in a serious vein! A 10 (Report) Reply

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (1/9/2016 11:58:00 AM)

    The title, the poem and the notes all are Superb! ! ! Good to read your poem after little gap, I agree with the comments of Mr. Daniel.

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  • Daniel Brick (1/8/2016 10:42:00 AM)

    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. (Report) Reply

  • Kelly Kurt (1/8/2016 10:36:00 AM)

    I raised 6 of the little pooping idiots and nothing has ever brought me greater joy (Report) Reply

  • Abhilasha Bhatt (1/8/2016 8:00:00 AM)

    Little angels on earth, who make everything better.....A poem full of just love and emotions...Beautiful poem...thanx for sharing :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 8, 2016

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 9, 2016

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