Laundry Basket Poem by shailanchal uniyal

Laundry Basket

Rating: 3.5


1:


dont remember being born, who does anyway,
but i could sense your being before i was there.
whoever made my baby clothes, n i dont know how they felt.
but it was u who gave the little boy his smell.

and taking everything thats thrown upon,
the only constant in my lovely home,

and standing at the corner of my room,
the only constant in my sweet home.


laundry basket,
refresh my case.
laundry basket,
shine up my face.
laundry basket,
got new detergent.
laundry basket,
give me my inner scent(innoscence)


2:


i'd run around the barley fields, i'd fall into a drain.
always wondered if you ever read the stains.
lipstick on my handkerchief, strands on my shirts,
only you know when i became a man.

and keeping every secret unknown,
my only constant in my sweet home.
i was living like a dream come true,
the only constant is my sweet home.



laundry basket,
refresh my case.
laundry basket,
shine up my face.
laundry basket,
got new detergent.
laundry basket,
give me my inner scent(innoscence) .

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shailanchal Uniyal 02 March 2010

this song is abt memories of home....how your relations with you mom dad siblings can change but certain static things are the ones on which you depend the most...like your laundry basket....you never realised but you made a relation with your lndry basket...and it is in your subconcious... you may go back to home for your mom dad.and some day your wife...but these things are also an important part of your life...they remind you of home.

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