Childhood trauma Poems
Shattered Echoes
by siwar ben amara
Daddy, where were you when I was just a child,
A perfect little girl, eager and mild?
I didn't ask for much—just a look, a touch—
But you slipped away; was I asking too much?
Were you running from her, from her bitter flame?
But what about me—did you even know my name?
I lied to everyone, said we were close,
......
my water closet
by aditya vats
After hours, deem back
to the hourglass
of my
molten sentiments
and (I clench my raging
dying moan
In the quiet
rushing streams of
my water closet)
Shattered Echoes
by siwar ben amara
Daddy, where were you when I was just a child,
A perfect little girl, eager and mild?
I didn't ask for much—just a look, a touch—
But you slipped away; was I asking too much?
Were you running from her, from her bitter flame?
But what about me—did you even know my name?
I lied to everyone, said we were close,
......
my water closet
by aditya vats
After hours, deem back
to the hourglass
of my
molten sentiments
and (I clench my raging
dying moan
In the quiet
rushing streams of
my water closet)
