Tuesday, March 23, 2010

For Baby



My soul you are; my child,
My baby fluttering inside.

My days are full of longing,
Dreams of being your mom.

You were a dream before;
Now waiting at my door.


What bundle of surprises,
Wisdom, virtues and vices.

What a bond will ours be? 

I wait for time to tell me.

Unborn child, my little one,
Teach me again how to love.

4 comments:

കൊച്ചുമുതലാളി said...

ഏകേനാപി സുപുത്രേണ
വിദ്യായുക്തേന സാധുനാ
ആഹ്ലാദിതം കുലം സര്‍വം
യഥാ ചന്ദ്രേണ ശര്‍വ്വരീ

ചാണക്യ നീഥി 3:16

R. Ramesh said...

brilliant yar..awesome...n touching...

Anonymous said...

Looks like a stork visit is due :)

How are you? Nice to read you again.

Anya said...

Wow!!
Touching poem :))

Greetings from The netherlands
Anya :)

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