Girl Birth Poems

Dozy with Cider
The tavern was quiet but for old farmer John,
when the Kings rider strode in demanding a bed,
He ordered his ale and sat next...

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Uterine contractions growing stronger,
Cramps and aches getting referred to her lower limbs,
Quivering voice occasionally letting out screams,
Rivers of tears flowing down her pale cheeks.
Sweat droplets...

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After nine months of pregnancy she was admitted to the nearest hospital with no labor pain so artificial oxytocin was given but nothing transpired. Child...

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New Year Poetry

Auld Lange Syne
by Robert Burns
translation by Michael R. Burch 

Should old acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
And days...

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LOVE POEMS V

These are love poems by Michael R. Burch, about life, the dream of love, virtue, a first kiss, a first crush, the birth...

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Year - end night here waits to birth 
Lovelier princess, vaccine girl   
Mountain high does labour earth  
Squeaking rat now, leaps for...

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The Pearl from the coal mines

The wonderful age of thirty is Sathyaprakash,
He’s a vegetable vendor with a pushcart,
At the end of the day, as the...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Our God is bountiful because,                    ...

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Silent NIGHT

The silence of the night is broken
By moans and screams
Of a young girl
Enduring the pains of birth
For her first time.
A Newborn child’s cries
Echo through...

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MOTHER
Mother carried me
	For nine months
In her womb.
			Was it not painful
For her?
Did I not kick her too much?
	She fed me all kind of delicious food
Even watched...

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When I kissed your hand my heart was finally complete, when you looked up at me with your beautiful eyes my whole world was lit...

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O mother! if I were a flower bud
I’d bloom before the first
appearance of light
in the morning sky.

If I were a morning bird
I’d fly high before...

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A MOTHERS LOVE IS FOREVER
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