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Ayesha Ansar Khan Poem
THE GOLDEN DAYS
I sit to write my childhood spun,
Those memories I carry are just like none.
When Yes was 'yes ' and No was 'no',
No stress No worries all time to flow.
Rise up early for the lovely day,
To see what pleasure overlay.
With mommy's love and unconditional care,
And daddy's super grooming powers to share!
Could I repeat my crazy thinks,
With friends gregarious who equally linked.
For being the best of best in slots,
Or jumping off those walls and knots.
Copyright © Ayesha Ansar Khan | Year Posted 2023
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Ayesha Ansar Khan Poem
It started when I had no shape,
At home or school no place to escape.
People judged me and mocked my fate.
It was so terrible, Yes!! I was overwieght.
Concealed myself behind that door,
Trapped by the walls that helped me ignore.
Thinking of ways to aid me and raise,
Resolve ,restrict to impose me a praise.
One night I decided to just rearrange,
By climbing the stairs and plates exchanged.
All my time and efforts it took,
Hoping to see my new good look.
And when I stepped one day on the scale ,
I stared at it from glowy pink to yellow pale.
I pulled myself together very soon,
I threw what i acquired that smaller spoon.
Now I knew what I realy needed indeed,
That confidence and glare and upright feet.
The belly fat is not what i gotta get rid of,
But the notions of people were just to be tossed off!
Copyright © Ayesha Ansar Khan | Year Posted 2023
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