Sighing at the bulging belly, she mourned at her unusable wardrobe, the gowns were crammy, the frocks didn't match and she sulked at her dismal state as she swivelled and turned to browse through the saggy chunks disrupting her appearance. He stared at her hustle from the doorway and said, "You bled and bled throughout your puberty and adolescence. You shred and screamed, you almost died and survived. You steamed through relentless agony so that I could continue my heirloom. I have only been a spectator throughout our baby's birth and if you ask me now about your body, all I can say is that I won't let a small chunk of fat change my mind about someone so beautiful." Their baby girl grasped invisible molecules from the air and rattled the cradle.
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Emotion; an acute congregation of psychological drives that stimulates when the conscious state of a human mind deciphers the elements of nature with a new perspective. The commencing years of an individual's life is marked by clamors, excessive outbursts, sentimental displays and blatant sobs because of the unfamiliarity of nature. As he gets habitual to the daily verses of life, the emotive forces stabilize to develop his character. But, nature's most dexterous outcome materializes in the form of a being carved out of sheer patience, a sentient imprisoned forever in the chains of fanatical feelings, because she has to endeavor and sacrifice for a newborn. Nature's artistry outshines, when it creates a soft gender that resonates the same frequency and fragrance of emotions as that of newborn throughout her life, when it creates
a wordy woman.-
Gasping for large chunks of air,
My legs sprinted on with despair,
I know, I impregnated you, awfully,
On that day, which ended cordially,
This sudden dart has smeared me,
I know I am late I don't disagree,
Oh I remember that riotous evening,
You cried with that non-veg craving,
The plastic bag holds the contents,
As I run and run, my heart repents,
You had planned few timely diets,
To satisfy your pregnancy riots,
I know, the chicken wing is 15 minutes late,
Trust me, I'll come, I am sprinting straight,
The delivery room was scary to me too,
Our baby girl was cold, a dire blue flu,
Reached the grave, Dewy, wifey, are you fine?
I am late, sorry, forgive me for one last time.-
Ripping torments induces creativity in the human intellect. A prime example is resoundingly audible in the delivery ward of every hospital. Fertile women, baffled between the cramps and maladies of delivering a baby, often cuss and curse loudly at their husbands and the nurses around them. Those creatively crafted-advanced-level profanities, renders the onlookers speechless, as they witness the making of one of the most crucial art in the history of mankind, the creation of a mother.
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Whenever I'm late,
I grab popcorn and
watch you panic.
Yours Sincerely,
Period-
No lines;
No crowds;
None followed him
As he left the room...
Except
A pregnant pause
And a pair of hazel eyes.-
Pregnancy and Lactation periods are the best moments in women's life
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I'm pregnant !
Thoughts are nurturing inside my brain,
You'll are invited on the day of delivery,
to see my new verse or poetry.
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