First Born. Poem by Dr vinisha Gupta

First Born.

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There was a girl and a boy,
Soon they got married and he became her Teddy toy.
They loved each other,
And enjoyed New York's summer,
The bound was permanent.
Soon the girl got pregnant,
She was very happy for her first born,
She kept thinking about this from dark to Dawn.
She was thinking how to tell him
She wanted to make it special,
"To keep lights bright or dim"?
She decided to tell him on evening tea,
While he will count his tuition fee.
She bought a little cup,
To put it besides his cup.
When he came in the eve
As usual for tennis he started to leave
She stopped him and took him into the room
She started doing the same soon
'WHAT! ' he shout..
And told her to get out
He told it was too early
She tried to explain sadly
At last he lost or won
Decided to kill his daughter or son
She had to abort her at last
N tried to forget her past

Monday, January 15, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: born
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Dillip K Swain 15 January 2018

A poignant write... liked the depth of expression... insightful....10

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