Day-18 NaPoWriMo 2019
Prompt: (Write an elegy of your own, one in which the abstraction of sadness communicated not through abstract words, but physical details)
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Uncoil the old wounds
The weight in the womb
Tiny cells, half breathing
Wailed unseen
Within the walls
"Sleep, my babies"
There is too much pain
You are not wanted
The soft lullabies died in the night
Tears drank the poison
Remorse filled the pages
That image of broken flesh
Ached in the deteriorating cells
A helpless womb moans
To hug her unborn
The warm earth awaits her too...
Participating in: NaPoWriMo 2019
Prompt: (Write an elegy of your own, one in which the abstraction of sadness communicated not through abstract words, but physical details)
Uncoil the old wounds
The weight in the womb
Tiny cells, half breathing
Wailed unseen
Within the walls
"Sleep, my babies"
There is too much pain
You are not wanted
The soft lullabies died in the night
Tears drank the poison
Remorse filled the pages
That image of broken flesh
Ached in the deteriorating cells
A helpless womb moans
To hug her unborn
The warm earth awaits her too...
Participating in: NaPoWriMo 2019
This is so heartbreakingly beautiful, Sunita.
ReplyDeletePunam,Thank you :)
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