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I miss my pockets when my clothes hang on me witho

I miss my pockets when my clothes hang on me without one My hands love hanging out in them I am achingly fond of pockets you see They feel like a safe place to be I ensure to have pockets in every attire hanging on me They are my hands on friends My go to, my forever chaddi buddies. Write an eight line poem using Pockets/Pocket as the running theme. Here's my try: In a narrow alley of a bulging market, a darzi measures the size of my pocket. "Is it okay madam, or a few inches long and wide? Now you're a mother, last time you were a bride. "
I miss my pockets when my clothes hang on me without one My hands love hanging out in them I am achingly fond of pockets you see They feel like a safe place to be I ensure to have pockets in every attire hanging on me They are my hands on friends My go to, my forever chaddi buddies. Write an eight line poem using Pockets/Pocket as the running theme. Here's my try: In a narrow alley of a bulging market, a darzi measures the size of my pocket. "Is it okay madam, or a few inches long and wide? Now you're a mother, last time you were a bride. "
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Chitra Iyer

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Write an eight line poem using Pockets/Pocket as the running theme. Here's my try: In a narrow alley of a bulging market, a darzi measures the size of my pocket. "Is it okay madam, or a few inches long and wide? Now you're a mother, last time you were a bride. " #YourQuoteAndMine #yqparentnaama #yqppockets