The First Sin.
Every kick, the cause of pricking pain,
Treated, just as another assurance.
Every movement, brings tears to the eyes
Yet there`s joy, only meaning in existence.
Gathering all energy, all the strength
To generously bear kick after kick
Body shivering cold; eyes filled with hope
Clenching fists, biting teeth, as seconds tick.
Pushing hard against the wall of death
Laying claim to life, like thy own
Fear sets in, never of life; but
For life within life and all dreams known.
I took you to the jaws of death
Taking pains; to the world, you brought me in.
Forgive me, mother, I never knew
Treated, just as another assurance.
Every movement, brings tears to the eyes
Yet there`s joy, only meaning in existence.
Gathering all energy, all the strength
To generously bear kick after kick
Body shivering cold; eyes filled with hope
Clenching fists, biting teeth, as seconds tick.
Pushing hard against the wall of death
Laying claim to life, like thy own
Fear sets in, never of life; but
For life within life and all dreams known.
I took you to the jaws of death
Taking pains; to the world, you brought me in.
Forgive me, mother, I never knew
I had committed my first sin.
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These words, I dedicate to those gritty women, who bear immense pain to give forth life. Those women, whom we know as mothers, upon whom we have unknowingly bestowed so much of pain. It is only reasonable that we spend our lives in seeking forgiveness for all the sacrifices and suffering they have endured to give us the life we live today. A life we need to live in celebration of motherhood every single day.
Comments
as always you are the true poet.
have fun
enjoy life
anyways nice post!
And no doubt we need to live a life that gives mothers the honor and respect they deserve. How often we take their presence for granted! How easy it is to become used to their love!
The first sin should be the only sin!
Ram
Did u copy ??
Its Very good.
@ Prabhu,
Thats a little impolite way of asking , my friend. You could have asked " Is it your original work?"
@Maya : Have you read Alexander Pope`s lines.. "True poets are but rare" I am just on the path to becoming a true poet. I guess all of us are ;-)
@Deepti : Yeah, I wrote this. and you`re right, it is hard to believe that a man can experience the same feelings. I owe gratitude for that to a short story "Birth", by Mulk Raj Anand, for the inspiration and helping me imagine this divine phenomenon.
Thanks for your support and appreciation.
@Gaurav : Thanks for the feedback. Yes to call it a sin, just helps us sit and take notice. doesn`t it..?
@Prabhudass : Yeah da, I wrote it. Thanks for coming by.
@Marutham : Thanks for your appreciation. Yes, Never hurt MOMS.. well said!. and Marutham, prabhu is my junior @ college and he`s just being his usual sarcastic self, so don`t bother.