My Birth
A drop tricked out
And the pain laughed
I was born.
In that towel of love
My cheeks lured all
I was kissed.
A relief after dissection
Opened my heaven
I was suckled.
Sweets and celebrations
Filled the air
I was loved.
A cry of agony
Hurt many, yet soothed a few
I was named.
And for that one word NAME
How much they argued
I was renamed.
Better to be nameless
Than to bear one that hurts
And let me be Humane
With my name LOVE
Copyright © Mushtaque Barq | Year Posted 2013
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