The corridors were empty,
Sending vibes so cold,
Even in sultry April.
Murmurs and hushed voices,
Lingered through the air.
Was it some conspiracy?
A first cry that broke the silence,
Struck through the hearts outside
And soothed the ears.
A voice was...
Birthing a life,
Ahh… that's a gift from God.
Like the trees,
We women, bear the joy.
Nurturing a tiny human,
Within us,
The feeling.. So surreal
and divine too.
The pain that we bear,
Makes us strong.
But oft I wonder,
Is this inborn?
Like...
Clank! Clutter! Bangggg!!!
Ketchup and tomatoes lay strewn,
The vessels added to the decor.
Oh my! A catastrophe had badly hit
My otherwise organized kitchen.
The puzzled me, yearned to find,
The root cause of the disaster.
I treaded precariously through...
Just a day to celebrate,
The hours spent in taking care
Of a human within her and outside too?
Just a day to celebrate,
The pain that almost
Costed her life, as she brought a life to light?
Just a...
Those two lines,
Were indeed the signs,
Of my greatest joy.
The phase ahead,
Was difficult to tread,
But, I did enjoy.
The result was a bliss,
As they planted a kiss,
Motherhood, Ahoy!!
Days and nights, Oh! filled with shrill cries
didn't stop, despite several tries,
Oh! I can't, came the mother's sighs
With teary eyes, with teary eyes.
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A stern face, confident eyes,
A poised gait and mature look.
Expressions were a miss,
Making her look like ice.
She was alone at home,
Her family unknown.
She was blamed by some,
For living alone at home.
Does she possess a...
The bond between a mom and a child,
Starts much before birth
And is made stronger
As days pass by.
.
I look at God's creativity,
In complete awe.
Just wondering how he could
Plan it the way it is.
.
The connection is...