Musing 69 Poem by shuvo chakraborty

Musing 69

Earth is no more heavier by people
Weighty with contemplative minds touching.
Wax people have taken over the human birth
And generations are marble white ostentious.
Happy wombs hardly bothers about the materials
Being impregnated by vacant nights diligent
Exacerbate the babes lite fulfilling cherished motherhood.
Weltering newborns are all but strangely liquid
With melting greetings from the candles burnt
Entangling them quietly with spent generation.

Tuesday, February 20, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: birth
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