My mother's womb
In my mother's womb,
I am still finding a way to come out soon.
A place where I developed from an embryo to a living boon,
Let me come out to watch , what you explained about the round shaped bright moon.
The amazing stories you told me to heal my undue anxiety and worthless fear in the morning and afternoon,
I crave to see your pleasant unmasked face shining as bright as the burning sun and as lovely as the brilliant moon.
I know you have to bear immense physical pain to discover me out to heal your emotional wounds.
Oh! My lovely mother,I am eagerly waiting to be kissed and touched by you and to be blessed with heavenly boons.
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