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Rated: · Poetry · Parenting · #1845601
A mother's hardship to give birth to a child
Born amidst midnight, I took a far cry.
Inhaled cold and blunt air very deep,
Lungs got filled, veins became chilled.
Sudden warmth felt on my body.
Hold me in her lap, and kissed my cheeks
Embracing my soul with her vision and murmured slowly
You are so meek.
Big tear drops fall upon me; very pure
She was giving anjali(thanksgiving) to omnipotent Iam sure.

The dawn broke down at far vista
Piercing the darkness, golden rays fall upon me.
Her eyes was twinkling as if seeing a miracle or beauty
The warm hands are trembling fast, as if my voyage with her would not long last.
I felt sudden change in warmness, four-five humans in green outfit hold me in calmness.

Out of her sight, I just heard her fright
The pain, the cries echoed through the hall
That was the first and last vision of her in winter fall.

Today, me writing this piece remembering her gratitude.
Her memories was still remain a solitude
Offering rich tribute to mother’s girth
Realising now, that was my divine birth.
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