She came to me when I least expected her
Her mind bursting forth with lines
The dip of the nib in the pool of ink-
Scratch scratch scratch…
The virgin thoughts given a shape
Alphabets and letters and words
My white nudity is dressed in
Words words words…
Pregnant with ideas
Of ideals and reactions
She cannot hold on for a day longer.
Bursting out of her womb
Her soul is now imprinted on my body.
I am a sheet no longer
But her baby.
A proud mother’s smile envelopes her face.
Her mind bursting forth with lines
The dip of the nib in the pool of ink-
Scratch scratch scratch…
The virgin thoughts given a shape
Alphabets and letters and words
My white nudity is dressed in
Words words words…
Pregnant with ideas
Of ideals and reactions
She cannot hold on for a day longer.
Bursting out of her womb
Her soul is now imprinted on my body.
I am a sheet no longer
But her baby.
A proud mother’s smile envelopes her face.
Pretty impressive piece on childbirth and sure for a newbie ***Writing for the First Time***
ReplyDeleteBut, you could do justice with the choice of words - Food for thought probably.
A request - if the pic is of relevance then please upload a higher pixel image. (^_^)
ReplyDeletehey swarna
ReplyDeletethanks for the comment and for the piece of advice too!no the pic is not relevant,its just a paper which has been scrawled upon..
by the way can i get to know who you are and have a look at your blog too?you seem to have blocked it off from access without invitation.