Dear Ma,
You gave me your blood,
And nourished me.
Loved the world outside through you.
Loved the music, the fragrance,
The tastes, which you loved.
I loved you so much then,
Still loving you.
My heart started to beat-
In rhythm with yours.
The dampness of your tears-
Burnt my reedy heart.
Then you decided to stop mine.
Yours still beats.
But not for me.
Dreamed about the long vistas-
Of a beautiful life.
But you...
Shut the door:
Before this pistillate flower:
This female imp.
But why??
Lovingly
Your unborn daughter.
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