Emile Pinet Poet Quatrain

Her Unborn Child

As a brilliant bulb lights up the room;
a woman weeps as consciousness slips.
And white on white adds glare to the gloom,
as fear spills freely from mumbling lips.

As guilt seeps into nightmarish dreams,
her pregnancy has her nerves on hooks.
And tears culminate in silent screams,
bullied by scorn and accusing looks.

There's no escaping the shame she feels,
ending the life of her unborn child.
Though she fell in love head over heels,
she was cruelly ravaged and defiled. 

A chill penetrates her very core
as her broken heart struggles to cope.
For when a life ends, it is no more,
nothing’s left inside, not even hope.

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Line Gauthier May 25, 2018 at 9:40 PM Well penned, Emile. Emile Pinet May 26, 2018 at 8:31 AM Thank you so much Line, your comments are much appreciated my friend, Emile.

Darci Hopkins May 3, 2017 at 9:43 AM wow. this is absolutely incredible. i've always wanted to write a poem based on this subject, but couldn't find words powerful enough. i am a feminist, i am also pro-life. this is so powerful, especially the second to last paragraph. amazingly written! <3 ~you are beautiful Emile Pinet May 3, 2017 at 11:30 AM Darci, your comments are heartfelt and compassionate, I thank you for your support, Emile.

Pashang Salehi April 25, 2017 at 11:16 PM Wow very powerful indeed Emile Pinet April 26, 2017 at 9:59 AM Thank you so much Pashang, your comments are much appreciated, Emile.

Joyeeta Neogi April 23, 2017 at 12:16 PM Such a lovely poem highlighting the pain that single woman goes through while pregnancy . Loved it. Emile Pinet April 23, 2017 at 2:38 PM Thank you so much Joyeeta, your comments are much appreciated, Emile.

Sandison Jumbo April 19, 2017 at 10:43 AM My, my, my! This aptly captures the pains of pregnant women, who for different reasons are faced with making abortion an option and the hopelessness and helplessness of the unborn child in all of this. The theme is very bold. I really, really love this. Sandison Emile Pinet April 19, 2017 at 11:37 AM Thank you so much Sandison, your comments are much appreciated, Emile.

Anil Deo April 18, 2017 at 5:32 PM Well-executed, from all points of view. The "woman" is as innocent as me, or has been isolated by culture.Our Bible says we, humans, are equal-opportunity sinners, present tense and in the past. Those who do not/didn't choose abortion,R "moral" because of their environment.Immigrants didn't choose abortion before coming to US.I met dads who wept years after wives chose abortion because we made it legal & socially acceptable.Blame each level of government. Republicans do abortion too! Emile Pinet April 19, 2017 at 9:50 AM Thanks Anil, your comments are sincere and genuine. Emile.

Connie Marcum Wong April 18, 2017 at 4:14 PM Emile your poem has such a profound message. There is always another path and someone to help if sought out, on this populated planet. Every little life with their silent tiny voice cries out to live. Adoption laws need to be changed to accept older couples who want to give their love to a little unwanted babe. 7 ; ) Emile Pinet April 19, 2017 at 9:49 AM Connie, your comments are heartfelt and compassionate, I thank you my friend, Emile.