BIRTH
I am expecting,a gift from the fate
after lying with aspires.
The Soul is pretending
as it is sleeping
may be so, the flying
ambitions ignored everyone
And now I am the only one
who gave Birth without Labour Pain !
The Creation was not a boy
not a girl too
then?
An absentminded Dream...
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