Glorious bloody tunes
when the first bleeding occurs at puberty.
Lusty glorious tunes
when the hymen is ruptured.
The first year of the marriage
An expectant tune of a forthcoming baby
But the baby never came
But the baby never came
Thus begins the scan room chronicles
Pricking, prodding and scanning.
Scanning, pricking and prodding!
HSG - oh no! by God, it's traumatic.
Surgical process
Pricking, prodding and scanning.
The baby might come
The baby might come
The biological clock is ticking - they say
God will have his plans - some say!
I did not sign up for this - I say!
The uterus sings its song thus.
when the first bleeding occurs at puberty.
Lusty glorious tunes
when the hymen is ruptured.
The first year of the marriage
An expectant tune of a forthcoming baby
But the baby never came
But the baby never came
Thus begins the scan room chronicles
Pricking, prodding and scanning.
Scanning, pricking and prodding!
HSG - oh no! by God, it's traumatic.
Surgical process
Pricking, prodding and scanning.
The baby might come
The baby might come
The biological clock is ticking - they say
God will have his plans - some say!
I did not sign up for this - I say!
The uterus sings its song thus.
Wow!
ReplyDeleteSusan, it's such a powerful expression on what an expecting woman goes through.
ReplyDeleteA woman who is yet to expect.
DeleteThanks for swinging by, Vishal.
Blogging is that the new poetry. I notice it terrific and wonderful in some ways.
ReplyDeleteThanks.
DeleteGod will have his plans - some say!
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True.
DeleteNice post, things explained in details. Thank You.
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