Akshaya Pawasker


Stillborn


I am that bud which never opened.
A larva that never grew its wings.
I could have been your favorite child,
as I never ever cried.
Sorry it all messed up in the end.
Sorry that at birth, I instead died.

The cord around my neck
That cravat I never tied,
but it coiled like a snake,
which never ate me.

I was blue like a god.
And no pipe, thrust
down my trachea
could turn me red,
as I was already dead.

What remains now is
your empty cradle
unsuckled breast,
and the flowing milk,
like love that flows, that
Ambrosia, that sweet nectar.

Somewhere a baby was born
and a mother died,
leaving the baby hungry,
love deprived.

If your milk helps him thrive,
my conception will not be in vain,
and though stillborn,
I could still ease,
another tiny life's pain.

Submitted: Saturday, August 24, 2013
Edited: Monday, August 26, 2013

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  • Kavya . (8/27/2013 1:27:00 AM)

    amazing poem Akshaya.............ur poem holds the facts of life....very painful to read thru every line..........superb climax of the poem where at one end a child is dead n other end a mother is......... (Report) Reply

  • Om Chawla (8/26/2013 7:09:00 AM)

    Wow, how Intensely emotional..........poignant.
    Somewhere a baby was born
    And a mother died
    An excellent write. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (8/26/2013 12:32:00 AM)

    A lovely write Akshaya inspiring others to throw the seeds of love with open hands! ! ...

    'My conception will not be invain
    .................................
    Another tiny life's pain'
    Lovely lines! ! (Report) Reply

  • Dinesh Nair (8/25/2013 3:06:00 AM)

    Very intense and driving deep into the mind are your great lines here! Akshaya, you are gifted with talent, language and expression and make use of them by submitting such excellent poems. Melancholic notes make better poems and chirping nightingales can`t any more steal our hearts in these hard times... Go ahead. (Report) Reply

  • Litan Dey (8/24/2013 9:57:00 AM)

    Wow lovely writes....i enjoyed your work specially What remains now is
    your empty cradle
    unsuckled breast,
    and the flowing milk,
    like love that flows, that
    Ambrosia, that sweet nectar.........Thank you for sharing.loved it (Report) Reply

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