I came as tomorrow
Swaddled in unawareness
To your warm womb
Mother……
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But before love Grew into flesh and words What is unfinished creation- A precipitation of blood Became my transcendence.
Really, babies come as tomorrow. What a good and witty expression of newborn babies. I love it.
So beautifully written for baby, s explained about what they fell in their mother, s womb
This is absolutely superb......thank u, dear poet.....anjandev roy.
Beautifully written from a baby's point of view. What he feels inside the womb. What is unfinished creation- a precipitation of blood became my transcendence. Before love grew.. very sad truth but this is very true. Appreciations.
Many years ago, I imagined an unborn baby as a possible fellow-creature in this unfinished earth, this 'janma', as we figure it.
Profound write. Fine to read. Thank u, dear poet. anjandev roy.
Dear Poet Yoonoos, This is a fabulous poem. Yes, we do come into this world without a choice totally unaware. We leave this world also without a hint of its time. Yet, we strive and make effort to live a life while it lasts. Wishing you a wonderful year of joy and peace........10
I came as tomorrow Swaddled in unawareness To your warm womb Mother……touching expression. A Baby's View Of...is a brilliant poem that attracts the poets and poetesses to read over and over again.Thank you again dear Yoonoos for sharing this poem.
What is unfinished creation- A precipitation of blood Became my transcendence...great expression! A great poem that drags me to read it again and again!
Without your choice Or mine.....wonderful poem. Absolute gem. Thanks. Anjandev Roy.
wow what a great poetic expression- With time Our human tree But before love Grew into flesh and words What is unfinished creation-...//// fabulous piece of poem
Nice one 👍❣️