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Motherhood

Motherhood

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My hands grazing all over you,

Sensing an illusion of your presence,

Toggling between reality and imagination,

I could still feel your tender skin,

Ungrown nails of your tiny hands,

Those stumping legs inside me,

If that is called pain,

I could sustain it ever.


Feel my touch on you

Don't fear the dark,

Open your ears and listen ,Listen!!!

My voice is going to be the light for you to play

Hear the warrior stories I say you

They are real,

Perceive them as surreal,

Coz your mom here is the survivor

Who fought all the dragons

Bloodshed all over, still.


Waiting to show unconditional love

only to you,

She is the calm tide of waves for you to swim on,

She knows you are the sun to her as she is the bed of sea for you to sleep upon,

When all around turns evil to her,

You hit her hard within,

Saying you are all the way ahead

To accompany her forever

Amidst all the deterrents.


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