BY MARYAM ABDULLAHI
I am an ugly duckling.
My eyes my feet my look
Like stranger of Nine months.
I used to be a sweet gazelle
In the eyes of my sweetness.
Sweetness have eyes that kills me
With a bare stare he plants
Sweet seeds in my stomach
To sink strength into strength
A little one would be born
And my whole becomes a stranger
Twice or thrice my tits and thighs.
My sweetness frowns at a glance
And drops shivers in my stomach
I wish that days could walk
So, my ugliness could seduce my sweetness.