Below is the poem entitled Your Child Against My Brainchild which was written by poet
Khan. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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You are pregnant now -- the way a poet is, with brainchild.
He pupmed a life in you,
And you are pregnant.
I whispered a thought, and I am pregnant.
I am being stuffed witha wind
That swels in me with my nutrition;
In you, came, a blood-clod apparition.
The fetus grows inside
With the germs of life.
Beads of moments pile up,
And you become a mom.
Thus I fathered an art.
Unlike yours, I feel no end of my cyclic pregnancy,
By day, and by night;
Unlike yours, I can blow it in the wind.
Your one is a shape;
My one is a spirit.