Just 16 Poem by Indranil Bit

Just 16



The day ends with an endless cry;
Pain is reluctant to wither;
The only thing I hear that night;
Is the helpless voice of her.

There is no time to relax yourself;
No time spare to let tire out.
'Try and Push' shouted the nurse;
Then only you can feel n hear.

Hear the sweetest sound of your life;
Sweeter than the music of Heaven.
And you can hold up in your own hand;
The softest ball of tallow and Love.

Tuesday, October 17, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: birth,labor
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