The TrapA Poem by Sachi RuayaThis is about OUR navel. Yes, the belly-button. A small dip implanted on our surface. In our daily lives, it seems so insignificant. We shower, wash it…or maybe don’t. Scratch it, tickle it. But...The
Trap ©
2017 SachikoMochiko " Sachi Ruaya
This is about OUR
navel. Yes, the belly-button. A small dip implanted on our surface. In our
daily lives, it seems so insignificant. We shower, wash it…or maybe don’t. Scratch
it, tickle it. But does this body-part secretly reveals something?
It’s like a trap for sweat and grime The plumpness of your jolly belly
So smooth… So soft…
But suddenly a rubber ring presents its flaws As beautiful your skin may be Your navel…o’ that damned navel! Hides the devil within; odour waitin’ to unleash its reign
And unknown substances: From jelly from the beach party, To the Earthly soil, where we belong Or mere build between the tiny, dark folds
This is why the navel represents us.
In Ma’s womb; Your navel is a doorway for you to receive energy. Without it, ye’ ain’t gonna be here
Just like us…
All of us hide a devil within "a trap No matter what mask you out on; to keep you sane. As you walk amongst the beings
There is a navel-evil within No matter how full of goodies you are (plumpness) There. Is. A. Trap!
© 2017 Sachi RuayaAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorSachi RuayaVictoria, AustraliaAboutSachi is an observant art lover who takes pride in her strong verbal and written communication skills as she regards her love for learning. She highly values collaboration and efforts to create innova.. more..Writing
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