bakuli bhakali

Gold Star - 6,033 Points (14/12/1986 / assam)

Birth Of A Changed Morning - Poem by bakuli bhakali

There's a woman in me.

She's pregnant.
Pregnant of some poignant thoughts.
Each day they grow stronger..
And stronger...

Into some malignant ideas
Weighing high
Becoming difficult to carry
And hard to hide
Still the mother in me carries them along
To wherever she goes....

People waiting outside
Looks at her
And her growing belly
They suspect, question, laugh and gossip
They blame and charge her
For being mother of some bastard children
They spit and throw stones
They want her to abort
When she rejects
They abandon her and her family
They want her to be burnt alive

She's silent..
And shines with motherly love
Because she knows
The child in her
Will grow in a full moon night
And she will give birth to a changed morning
And to a blooming bud.

Topic(s) of this poem: thoughts

Comments about Birth Of A Changed Morning by bakuli bhakali

  • Souren Mondal (2/2/2016 11:52:00 PM)

    One of your strongest poem - poignant, bold, and hard-hitting.. Wonderfully crafted, and poetical.. Thanks Bakuli.. (Report) Reply

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  • Abdulrazak Aralimatti (12/3/2015 12:23:00 AM)

    Verily, a great write,
    Truth is bitter and the society doesn't easily
    accept it. The person has to undergo a lot of
    suppression and aggression to make his thoughts
    acceptable, history is an evidence, how sages,
    seers, saints, reformers had to face.
    Loved reading it.
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  • Dr.tony Brahmin (10/1/2015 9:07:00 PM)

    The child in her
    Will grow in a full moon night
    And she will give birth to a changed morning
    And to a blooming bud. very good poem. pregnancy, thoughts, conception, misconception of all around you. They want to burn me. so very nice thoughts. figurative language. thank you very much dear Poetess
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    Bakuli Bhakali (10/1/2015 10:20:00 PM)

    thank u so much!

  • Chinedu Dike (3/10/2015 5:06:00 PM)

    A nice piece of poetry penned with insight to capture the conviction of the poet. People who call children born out of wedlock bastards must wake up to realities of single mums. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. (Report) Reply

    Bakuli Bhakali (3/12/2015 10:15:00 AM)


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 10, 2015

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