The Unique Pleasure Poem by Namita Rani Panda

My whole body quaked with a piercing pain
that no word can explain;
that I could not explode in heart wrenching
scream
but bore with patience to give birth to our
dream.
My back, abdomen and thighs broke with
intolerable pain
when my womb contracted to squeeze out
my lovely creation.
My heart throbbed with boundless jubilation
to give a warm welcome to my infinite source
of exhilaration.
The stronger the contraction, the bolder was
the expectation;
I was torn in between the tug of war of my
anticipationofpleasureandagonizing
pain.
My painful pleasure eclipsed my painful pain
when with deep affection I press close to my
bosom my priceless gain.
Is there any match to this unique experience
of creation:
to give life to someone, dying bit by bit, with
the pain of taking birth again?