I have laughed so much
till every spring, brook and river
gurgled, churned and roared
joining me in my joy
I have hurt so much
till the whole universe
vibrated and shuddered
racked in my pain
I have agonized so much
till my curled crumbling body
rose howling into the winds
dispersed in Saharan deserts
I have moaned so much
till every breath I took
was an avalanche in Everest
throwing up shredded Ice
Now all that pain
a faint remembrance of past
whence the girl, poured out
all the hurt, lost in path of love
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Copyright ©Seema Jayaraman, Mumbai 23Jan2006 All Rights Reserved
Birth of a child - a painful process, brings plentiful of joy. It makes life worth living. Beautiful poem. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Superb poem, Fantastic ending. I love it.