Motherhood Sorrow.

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The night was cold
she looked out her window
watching the rain drop down the road
It felt like it never gonna stop
feeling depressed her lover might never show up
He might never get to see their son
It was his last day in this miserable world.

She could remember the golden days and even the night he said hello to the world
His beautiful blue eyes and pointed nose
Its took away all the pains of child birth
Watching him grow into a handsome boy
His smile like that of a shinning sun
His laughter filled her empty stomach
The way he called out to her
MOTHER!
Everything felt perfect till that day
The doctor said he had cancer and might never make it.

Her lover tried touching the Golds but could only reach the silver
Mansion we shall live but a story building would not be bad
Working endlessly he provided for them.

But all are gone not
Mansion we have not nor a story building
Silvers were lovely but we strive to get bronze
Staving day and night our hands couldn not reach the foods
The endless working all gone on medical bills
But still wont save his life
Her lover now far away working with his peanut sized scavenger's eyes and an unkempt beard to pay up debt
But her little boy is still gonna go

All alone in a little cozy room of few furniture's
A small bed resting on one side of the room yet have taken almost half the entire room
Looking at her little boy lying on the bed
She couldn't stand watching him go through all those pains
Moving closer, she held his hands but No!
There was no pulse, he was gone
she failed him, she failed as a mother so she thinks
Take me!! and save my little boy she cried
Never in her wildest hallucination could she have seen this day
The day her joy of Motherhood was stolen.

Thanks for reading i hope you loved it. This was my first poem and its also my first post here. More coming

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