She was on the edge of her emotion! <br />No; not in the well of a void! <br />But in the abyss of <br />the truth, <br />the love to creat <br />one! <br /> <br />There was always <br />an eternal yearning <br />like the bud <br />to flower on! <br />Like the seed <br />to spread her green! <br /> <br />Her eyes were in dream like every poet <br />with an ardent pen! <br />She lay etherized on the table <br />in labour! <br />In delivery pain! <br /> <br />Women are always <br />a puzzle in broken <br />pieces! <br /> <br />How you sustained <br />such a pain! <br />As i cried out <br />for the first oxygen?<br /><br />Suvro Bhattacharya<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-ode-to-mother-dec-the-23rd/
