Showing posts with label miscarriage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label miscarriage. Show all posts

Sunday, March 13, 2016

For Every Woman


image is not mine (ctto)

whether single or married
Who is a partner, who chose to be alone
Who broke her heart, who is engaged
Who loved most and loved bravely and who loved in hiding

Who miscarried, who is a mother
Whose joy is abrupt or loss is recurrent
Who endured labour, who went to C-section
Who has regular PMS or those which all days are the same

Who is dependent, who is both the parents
Who are mothers to nephews, nieces and those who surrogate, adopt and foster
Who is a breadwinner, who is a homemaker 
Who is the Lady Boss, who is competitive, who chose to submit 

Who has obvious pains, whose scars are hidden
Who breaks the roof when she laughs, who covers her mouth when she giggles
Who is a daughter, the youngest or the eldest
Middle or the only girl

To one who is a sister, a friend, a carer by choice, by profession or by volunteerism
For one who is almost one and all

And judged for not being
You are WORTH IT and WORTH EVERYTHING




Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Bittersweet16




Grief is real
Denial was yesterday
And I guess I am coming to terms with anger
But pain is omnipresent
Deep, black, indefinite


Monday, February 9, 2015

My Bittersweet 16






there are just not enough words to describe the pain of loss. You get consolation from thinking even grief and sorrow will also end. But while you are at the bottom of the pit and everything is just dark, you just endure the feeling. You cry, you bleed, sleep through it, cry again, bleed again and sleep through it again.

You just have to survive the day, a dear friend says.

My bittersweet 16, my heart is still bleeding for you.