A mother is not a stone bearer,
but a molten love boon bearer,
be it a rape baby
be it a love baby
all but she can do
is to milk from heart and hand
A mother is not what you imagine
she is what God himself is
she borne out of his own image
she bears the cross of pain in glee and tears remorseless.........................
A mother is more of a liquid heart
a temple of delicacies and love unconditional
yet, all who give birth are not motherly
as emotions are dying fast, or eating the mortal quickly.......................
As usual, no poetry, but some useful thought...............in a logic way, easy to understand thing...............the imagery is...............................really I wish some distant day you would write some real poetry.......................I dont agree that what is being written is poetry.................not that it has to be Tennyson or Wordsworth or this or that, but because you are not trying to write it like that, you are just dressing a girl kid with rough boyish dresses and cutting her hair rude and bald....................u can if you allow her to grow her hair and clad her in girls dresses...............................everything is expression.................but poetry is a soft expression with appeal from the heart to the heart............................a frank comment....................................hope u dont get annoyed...............I trust...............
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A mother is not a stone bearer, but a molten love boon bearer, be it a rape baby be it a love baby all but she can do is to milk from heart and hand A mother is not what you imagine she is what God himself is she borne out of his own image she bears the cross of pain in glee and tears remorseless......................... A mother is more of a liquid heart a temple of delicacies and love unconditional yet, all who give birth are not motherly as emotions are dying fast, or eating the mortal quickly....................... As usual, no poetry, but some useful thought...............in a logic way, easy to understand thing...............the imagery is...............................really I wish some distant day you would write some real poetry.......................I dont agree that what is being written is poetry.................not that it has to be Tennyson or Wordsworth or this or that, but because you are not trying to write it like that, you are just dressing a girl kid with rough boyish dresses and cutting her hair rude and bald....................u can if you allow her to grow her hair and clad her in girls dresses...............................everything is expression.................but poetry is a soft expression with appeal from the heart to the heart............................a frank comment....................................hope u dont get annoyed...............I trust...............