when a Mother Embarrassed the Death

when a Mother Embarrassed the Death

she lay on the bed, her body lifeless

the line on ECG machine, had stopped taking jumps

the doctors speechless, unable to announce the news

to her children, holding on to her hands tightly

her spirit readying to leave her body

trying with a force too immense 

seeing the rolling down tears, on soft cheeks of her children

how her spirit melted in that moment

unable to bear to see such pain in those eyes

it was now too weak to go to heaven

and there, a miracle happened

a mother came back to life embarrassing the death

to hold back those fingers, that held her in hope

for her kids trusted her way beyond trust

she had told them she wouldn’t leave them alone

she couldn’t afford to break their tiny hearts

she smiled, as she got ready to go back home

along with her three little children

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is She a Mother any Less

is She a Mother any Less

privileges, she got none

deprived of life

scarcity, her only bid

her face not flawless

the scent of her body

disturbing, unpleasant

in the name of luxury to her child

she only has her lap to offer

in the name of cuisines

she got bread tasteless

she is his only comfort car

in her arms

she takes him to places

every night

as she watches him sleeping

she asks herself

for her offerings meagre

the fact that she is poor

is she a mother any less

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A woman complete

A woman complete

my dear tiny baby, my sweet little angel

I loved singing lullabys to you

holding you in my arms lovingly

your soft fragrant body, kissed mine

you opened your eyes, you closed them sometimes

you smiled in your dreams 

as I watched you in silence

when you could’t speak to me through words

you held me fingers to make me understand

how calm and soothing you felt in my arms

your world started with me

I was the only one for you

I fed you sweetness as I offered you my breast

your tiny mouth suckling on me

made me a woman complete

I am failing, I am at loss of words

I even wonder if I could ever express

the depth of my love for you

my tiny beautiful baby

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A Yum Mum

A Yum Mum

Yum!! I am a Yum Mum

my children taste my flavor

I am sweet and extra sweet sometimes

like chocolate pastries and candies

sugar drips off my words

as my children dive into the sweetness

out of my many tastes

sour is sometimes prominent

like a grape or a sour candy

my children squeeze tight their eyes

make faces to this taste

I accept I am bitter at times

true, I don’t relish it myself

my children agree to that too

I taste like berries, I taste like gum

sometimes I am a pizza, which is real fun

each taste, every flavor

my children relish, they live it with me

for they tell me every night before bed

how they are in love with me

tasty I am to them

Sure ! I am a Mum… A Yum Mum

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From a Woman to a Mother

From a Woman to a Mother

it was her, just her …. a woman

made love to a man for she was his wife

started to experience another life inside

her womb was a bit more sensitive now

her belly swelled a little every moment

another heart started to beat inside her

she truly became a woman with two hearts

life grew inside each day every moment

one after the other all the senses came to life

inside her womb, the baby started to hear

she even cried at times she smiled

kicked a few goals sucked on her thumb

nine months advanced, it was time for the finale

anxiety & excitement both filled the woman

for the pain so intense, unable to bear

her muscles stretched and loosened with each contraction

o heaven!! come out fast, she told the baby

hours of pushing and screaming and heavy breathing

finally, she could hear her first cry

tears of excitement filled her eyes

even before placenta could relieve her frame

she had forgotten already the excruciating pain

in that moment she felt complete

held the tiny soul in her arms, watched her crying

she offered her breast to the tiny mouth

the baby first struggled then started to suckle

that’s when the woman became a mother

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A Mother Embarrassed the Death

A Mother Embarrassed the Death

she lay on the bed, her body lifeless

the line on ECG machine, had stopped taking jumps

the doctors speechless, unable to announce the news

to her children, holding on to her hands tightly

her spirit readying to leave her body

trying with a force too immense 

seeing the rolling down tears, on soft cheeks of her children

how her spirit melted in that moment

unable to bear to see such pain in those eyes

it was now too weak to go to heaven

and there, a miracle happened

a mother came back to life embarrassing the death

to hold back those fingers, that held her in hope

for her kids trusted her way beyond trust

she had told them she wouldn’t leave them alone

she couldn’t afford to break their tiny hearts

she smiled, as she got ready to go back home

along with her three little children

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A brief blank Stare

A brief blank Stare

deep inside the womb

her eyes still dreaming

then came the time

to see the world

took her courage immense

to push through a tiny passage

her soft fleshy head

and then came the moment 

her cries announced her arrival to the  world

puffy little eyes were still shut

wondering where she was

as she felt the softness of a kiss

divine on her forehead

slowly she opened her tiny eyes

confirming her mother’s presence

with a blank stare so brief

she smiled a little

then closed her eyes again

to dream

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#poetry #motherhood #bonding

from a Woman to a Mother

from a Woman to a Mother

it was her, just her …. a woman

made love to a man for she was his wife

started to experience another life inside

her womb was a bit more sensitive now

her belly swelled a little every moment

another heart started to beat inside her

she truly became a woman with two hearts

life grew inside each day every moment

one after the other all the senses came to life

inside her womb, the baby started to hear

she even cried at times she smiled

kicked a few goals sucked on her thumb

nine months advanced, it was time for the finale

anxiety & excitement both filled the woman

for the pain so intense, unable to bear

her muscles stretched and loosened with each contraction

o heaven!! come out fast, she told the baby

hours of pushing and screaming and heavy breathing

finally, she could hear her first cry

tears of excitement filled her eyes

even before placenta could relieve her frame

she had forgotten already the excruciating pain

in that moment she felt complete

held the tiny soul in her arms, watched her crying

she offered her breast to the tiny mouth

the baby first struggled then started to suckle

that’s when the woman became a mother

image source

Is she a Mother any less!

Is she a Mother any less!

privileges, she got none

deprived of life

scarcity, her only bid

her face not flawless

the scent of her body

disturbing, unpleasant

in the name of luxury to her child

she only has her lap to offer

in the name of cuisines

she got bread tasteless

she is his only comfort car

in her arms

she takes him to places

every night

as she watches him sleeping

she asks herself

for her offerings meagre

the fact that she is poor

is she a mother any less

image source

i am a Yum Mum

i am a Yum Mum

Yum!! I am a Yum Mum

my children taste my flavor

I am sweet and extra sweet sometimes

like chocolate pastries and candies

sugar drips off my words

as my children dive into the sweetness

out of my many tastes

sour is sometimes prominent

like a grape or a sour candy

my children squeeze tight their eyes

make faces to this taste

I accept I am bitter at times

true, I don’t relish it myself

my children agree to that too

I taste like berries, I taste like gum

sometimes I am a pizza, which is real fun

each taste, every flavor

my children relish, they live it with me

for they tell me every night before bed

how they are in love with me

tasty I am to them

Sure ! I am a Mum… A Yum Mum

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am i a mother any less?

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privileges, i got none

deprived of life

scarcity, my only bid

my face not flawless

the scent of my body

disturbing, unpleasant

in the name of luxury

i only have my lap to offer

in the name of cuisines

i got bread tasteless

i am his comfort car

in my arms

i take him places

every night

as i watch him sleeping

i ask myself

for my offerings meagre

the fact that i am poor

am i a mother any less?