Kerala

Kerala

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   Sshh…

   See her.

    A mother,

    Her eyes wide,

    Lips trembling dry,

    Cheeks bulky swollen,

     Red, full fire, fearful

      Wet with sweat.

       Tormented, ill-minded,

        Anger-anchored looks,

        Fading, fainting pain-sting.

        Limbs moving like Imps

        Towards a ward, no word.

         Waiting outside, wading inside.

          She is pregnant fully, truly

           Like a full-moon, a full womb.

            From a well-knowing potter,

            Tens ago, tensed sensed love vows,

             Dreams of future nurturing,

              Wish-washes against backlashes,

               To shine, to ring shrill bells

               Here comes he or she or it.

                (Still in womb, can’t say)

                With green up to brim.

                 To breathe in peace,

                  To know, to noble.

                   Came. Is born.

                    Our Land.

                      Kerala.

                       Lol !

                   

                  -----sirajpc---