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A baby is born
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English Poetry |
A baby is born,
worn out of shyness,
cries with mouth wide open
not aware of intense grief.
Neither it knows
sublime happiness nor
sinks in sharp agony,
hatred, lust and passion
with eyes closed often .
Not knowing the depth
of thoughts, it smiles,
turns, moves, crawls
and holds your fingers
as the days go on.
So innocent and bleak,
turns not to avarice or revenge
but simply welcomes
the world sans prejudice.
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Nice one . thoughts serene and empathetic
Like much
Thank you Vishvji.
Availing a short break.
A good one.
A poem with lot many expressive words.
reminds me of Andy Croft’s words:
“Poetry, like emotion, is something you can feel but not
touch. It allows for the expression of emotion in the most
vivid, concentrated and memorable ways….”
Very much delighted to read
your comments,Bhupesh.