Blaque Diamanté Poem by Mantsebo Golda Motlhatlhedi (Gaojewe)

Blaque Diamanté



My water just broke, it is time, expectant
The baby cannot survive in my womb, not without the liquid
I am ready to give birth no matter how painful it is going to be
My experience, a welcome to life, yet to be known
Many have been through the same ordeal
And pulled through successfully
They are at this moment looking at their jewels

Who am I to deny this precious gift?

I have had countless visions of this day
The day I push him out of this protective wall
And presenting him to the world
Full of possibilities and challenges
How will they receive him?
The ones closest to me are obviously going to say
How beautiful he is, LIARS!

For years I had great visions of this day,
The worst vision is one where I held him in my arms and
He just looked at me without smile or laugh
And that got me to question myself
Did I conceive out of spite or love?
Was I taking the right measures throughout my pregnancy?

The best vision was when I held the newborn in my arms
Deep down in his eyes, possibilities of sparkles
And got me thinking, this is it, your diamanté,
Rough as it is, you persevered to get this far
The time will arrive for you start polishing,
Shape it up and let it shine

Today, I become a mother and I am ready,
Clueless of what the future has installed for me
I am prepared to face the deepest sea
And float for as long as I can
And to stand where there is no ground for my feet

We all have inner passions and mine I present today
Prepared to polish and create
As many shapes as can be from my jewel
To keep writing to a point where I can no longer do

Without My Blaque Diamanté

Thursday, July 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: birth,dedication,love,motivation,passion
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mo Masedi 17 July 2015

A great poem about birth and new life.

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Kelly Kurt 16 July 2015

A beautiful and nicely written poem, Mantsebo

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Mantsebo Gaojewe 17 July 2015

Thank you Kelly :)

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Fabrizio Frosini 16 July 2015

Today, I become a mother and I am ready, Clueless of what the future has installed for me I am prepared to face the deepest sea And float for as long as I can And to stand where there is no ground for my feet a MOTHER, a lioness, ready to die for her children.. A well penned write, thanks for sharing

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Mantsebo Gaojewe 17 July 2015

Much appreciated Fabrizio. I love your ending. A lioness protects her cubs at all time..

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Mantsebo Golda Motlhatlhedi (Gaojewe)

Mantsebo Golda Motlhatlhedi (Gaojewe)

Gannalaagte, Delareyville, NorthWest Province, South Africa
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