Poem: Obese or not

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Obese

I am so full.

Haven’t I eaten too many of your lies

Like a stagnant water that rots to the miles

I have eaten too many of your lies

My tummy feels like a floated balloon

Lifting the heavy suitcase of broken vows to our bedroom

You call me as an obese

You made me eat those staled beans

seasoned with our tattered dreams

I’m not an obese just a helpless Bird waiting to fly

And the wings get cut though your broken lies

Hiding behind those curvy eyes

Stumbling lips hiding the truth of under the blanket of your lies.

-Siya