At the twilight of his breathes, let him rewind,
Video cassette of his life, with tears he will find,
A woman is inspiring and leading from behind,
When the lungs were sleeping in the womb so kind,
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Fabulous ! Superb ! Exqiisite ! womb of a mother is heaven for a child.
This is a wonderful poem Akhtarji! A child that has been floating safely in the amniotic fluid when cast into the shark infested waters of the sea of life is confronted with a different world of needs and cares! What the mother's womb has been to him, he is able realize only when he has grown up and with tears, he stands in grateful prayer at the mother's tomb! Top marks!
Wonderful write from your pen. Womb is the only place a life feels secured and free from any desires. Unique write. I loved reading each lines....I loved the lines...... Pleasant was the love, he induced himself, In a lovely embryo he reduced himself, He felt his presence in a new lovely womb, With flowers he visited his mother’s old tomb, Mom! I have repaid my father’s old debt, My wife will repay your loan that is left.
this is supreme poem, that of the womb... as the craddle.. long lost we all that, yet there we got the seeds of mind and our nature in this mind. Thank you for sharing Sir. 10+++++ ++!