Motherhood-
Motherhood is not a practice...
It is an art of listening together
The sweetest cry of a baby,
The habit of loving
The toothless tender sucking
Changing gradually into a byte.
The weathering of bachelorhood
Into a selfless season of wear and tear
The spontaneous jump of two lust bathed souls
Into a red hot pyre of dedicated churn
For the elixir of parenthood.
It is an art of listening together The sweetest cry of a baby, The habit of loving The toothless tender sucking Changing gradually into a byte. The weathering of bachelorhood Into a selfless season of wear and tear Nicely penned about transformation of lusty couples into sacrificing parents. 10++++
Thank you Sanjukta, Thanks for the beautiful remarks and these inspiration.
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It is an art of listening together The sweetest cry of a baby, The habit of loving The toothless tender sucking Changing gradually into a byte. The weathering of bachelorhood Into a selfless season of wear and tear .A great poem on parenting. 10++
Thank you dear, Thanks for the beautiful remarks and these inspiration.