Just Like Oliver


Wants
like an ocean,
deep and untamed,
surround me.

What vast presence
I may not have
even in many bucketful.

Warm and wet
are your laps,
leaving my senses
in auto flip-flop.

Such keen pleasure
you rest in your chest
while chance after chance,
a child I remain.

Until I’m worn
from asking
I’ll never know
that all is
vain.

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6 thoughts on “Just Like Oliver

  1. The wonderful thing about literature is that it can touch people. Time and geography are not impediments. Dickens wrote in a different time and in a different place from what you know, yet you (we) still hear the echoes.

  2. This is beautiful. The words flow with ease and tell such an interesting story of what you want. I really like these lines:
    “Such keen pleasure
    you rest in your chest
    while chance after chance,
    a child I remain”
    This poem is very heartfelt. Thank you for sharing 🙂

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