Reshma Ramesh Poems

You cant resist my golden curves,
my haughty angelic reserve,
I am the colors in a painter's palette,
the irresistible Charlotte.
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As I sit on my high chair,
My mother, she feeds me,
With a tiny silver spoon,
Mashed carrots and potatoes,
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She blew five candles
On her cake, angel
In a pink dress, hair
In little pigtails
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Tender skin seized with teeth
magnetic rush, poetic hush,
Little bit of pressure,
Crumbs of love, slight pull,
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Wrapped in shinny wrappers,
golden, red, silver and brown,
chocolate, the king of sweets,
everyone's favorite treat,
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Thin is in, thin is in
Bodies like paper, thin as fin
Thin as pencil, anemic skin
Portfolio of ribs, crying within
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In all these dried mornings
And clear untold evenings
With My rambles and scribbles
My laments and stories
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Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
The number of candles you blew,
And the number a years that flew
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Then with the fall of every dropp of rain,
From nimbus with a grudge,
Into the lap of lush green trees,
Splash my mother's green roof
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I have lived life a thousand years
at that one moment
when i hid in our arms,
as i looked in your eyes,
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