Apr 21, 2012

"YOUR STILLBORN SON"


SKETCHING BY ME



Silent prayers speaks,
While deafening words defeat.
A female with tender heart comes,
Develops an immense credence.

On online networking website,
She was my only motive.
Poignant me with the
Tongue of her lexis.

A word comes out from monitor, 
Touches my "Anahad"
Vibrating till the coccyx, 
Settle down in my gut.

There may be the reminiscences,
Of precious treasure.
Like a stillborn soul
Of Giant Heart Mother.

Destinies take you everywhere,
Like I chat to my Mother
Am I the one who is lost?
Or I am the one who is found….

Dilemmas and dual thoughts comes,
But I am firm for you.
As out of whole world,
A fake identity makes me to the one,
Who is “My Mother”

You still born is reborn,
In embryo of else.
A real person comes to know
about her "Unnamed Son."

COURTESY: CLAIR DAM PHOTOGRAPHY

I Love You Mom...



-Swati Shobha Sevlani

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