Maternity

When utmost rose the waiting pain, Her tired body, too, went unrestrained. Her eyes cried, her womb so bled, Yet, those tears made her seemingly pleased; Through glistening beads of salty sweat, Her twisted face soon made a lovely smile; And, in the blissful pain her femininity so longingly sighed ! - Amrita Sarkar. Written on 04 : 07 : 09 Published on 27 : 11 : 10 in The Assam Tribune