My belly ached to empty itself,
As I lay on the stained white cloth
Under the damp ceiling of the hospital room.
Hair in a mess,
Wide stretched legs,
Sweaty I lay crushing the bedcloth under my palms.
At every killing push of pain
Your face flashed before my eyes,
Those rainy nights,
Our playful days,
Those moments of slimy wild thrills,
The love that brimmed in every touch,
The clumsy warmth of every breath.
Scared I lay on the bed,
On the urine stained white cloth,
Tired of crying to myself,
My growling belly ready to burst,
My legs wet of bleeding life.
At the last push of frightening hurt,
My insides emptied onto the floor,
The drops of love you wet me with
On those rainy July nights!
My puffy eyes closed into sleep,
My body shaken by the strain,
Mind completely at peace,
I lay content in a blissful sleep.
You gave birth to the mother in me,
And I kept the word I gave you,
To go through hell or pricking pain
Just to see a smiling you!
3 comments:
:) loved it. [ not a sadist though ]
thank you :)
i am neither a sadist! just a thought tht came to mind...felt that the entire beauty of childbirth is that the woman goes through all of it to save her love and for her man! iv never been through it,so its just a piece of imagination!
glad u liked it :)
I did never mention you as a sadist. In fact, I was relishing a sadistic relief or may be a pleasure;when you said- "And I kept the word I gave you,To go through hell or pricking pain Just to see a smiling you!"
I loved it very much. :).
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