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Jul 2020
Never in my dream,
I thought my soul would scream.
My soul that’s tired,
Hopefully it isn’t fired.
Is it still alive or dead?
For someday or the other, it’s fed!
When will I be?
A Mom-to-be!!

Eight years have already gone,
Womb still a deserted lawn.
Every women gets her blessing,
While I am still here guessing!
Is this **** infertility a curse?
When will I be?
A Mom-to-be!!

Longing to see a double line,
Not really easy to show me fine;
Dying to have baby bumps,
Atleast before my soul jumps!
Baby Shower is what I crave,
Before I get into the grave.
Sick & tired of treatments,
Seeing my hope go in fragments.
When will I be?
A Mom-to-be!!

All preggy news is devasting!
Babyshower invites are exhausting !!
Mother’s Day is no more a celebration,
Avoiding the possible deliberation.
For we are happy for them!
But sad for our own selves.
An array of mixed emotions,
Within us a lot more of commotions;
When will I be?
A Mom-to-be!!

Heart’s hurting inside out,
Our Faces with faking smiles & pout!
Irritated wit sudden moods wings,
After all they are infertility things!
Will I ever be??
A Mom-to-be!!

Tired of surfing preggy symptoms;
Longing to enjoy my kid’s tantrums,
Not easy to watch a mom & kid,
Wondering what sins I ever did?
Yearning to wear those dozen bangles!
Lost in dreams to see them dangle!!
Yet it’s all still day & night dreams,
How much ever my soul screams
Will I ever be?
A Mom-to-be!!

Fatigued with plenty of scan,
Done with all that I can.
Trying to figure out what,
The God almighty has got!
For Infertility is a disease,
That has ceased our peace!!
Will I ever be?
A Mom-to-be!!

Will it be atleast this year?
That i will be blessed wit my dear.
To get promoted as a Mother,
For which we have been longing together!
Sometimes with tears,
And Most times with fears;
Expected 2020 atleast to bring the magic,
And it has turned out to be another tragic.
Will I ever be?
A Mom-to-be!!

Should we lose our hope?
Is there any scope?
For Almighty is our ray of hope.
Why would we worry about scope?
For if it’s in our fates,
I will miss my dates!
And jump out loud in joy,
Will sit back and enjoy!!
For the day is not so far
Almighty will end my war.
We are fighting this battle,
Hoping to win like the turtle!
Continuing our prayers higher,
Keeping our hopes like fire,
Yes, someday I will be!!
A Warrior Mom-to-be!
This poem expresses my innate feelings and emotions that I have been experiencing past 8 yrs
Written by
Nasreen Jones  33/F/India
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