She came and she saw my child <br />Beautiful bundle of joy and kind <br />Her eyes were green and thoughts gone wild <br />She snatched her from my arms being unkind <br /> <br /> <br />I felt sad that she could not be a mother, <br />Offered her to help the way I can do better <br />Promising her tears to go away titter <br />And let her thoughts not go to wither <br /> <br />What can I do to help her from not being a mother? <br />Can I give away my precious bundle of joy to share together? <br />Or can I rent my womb in turn for her joy <br />And make her also feel the warmth of being a mother <br /> <br />I could see her love for children <br />And the way she can take care of them in random <br />Why was God so unkind not to give her, her own? <br />To spread the happiness and belonging grown <br /> <br />She was just another ordinary woman with all the feelings <br />Reacting to the sensitivities of the society towards barren ladies <br />Cried alone and showed fake smiles when she was in a group <br />Yet, she cursed her destiny and her life that was in a soup <br /> <br />I could feel her sadness and relate to her as a woman <br />She cried when I said that I would bear her child <br />Caught my hands and whispered silently in my ears <br />That she can never feel the child her own when I am around! <br /> <br />Where can I go, from this world afar? <br />Just because I thought to be kind making her as a mother <br />To share my space of physical pain for her joy <br />At the end, I realized I need to say to this thought, a Good Bye!<br /><br />Umasree Raghunath<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rent-my-womb/
