Scrapbook Artist

by Dr. Kumarendra Mallick

Can one imagine
the embryo in the womb
is an artist, too?
The great painter
draws stretch marks
the mother loves
to preserve lifelong!

The pearl of love
grows in pain and pleasure:
its luster has no measure,
its innocence is a priceless treasure!

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Comments on this Poem

Thank you, Madhavi for your gem-like response. Very generous of you so sweetly to react.

kumarendramallick
21-Feb-2012 07:59 AM

Thank you, Rupradha for your 'priceless' response to elevate my joys. It is always a pleasure to receive your comments.

kumarendramallick
21-Feb-2012 07:57 AM

Another pearl..

Madhavi
21-Feb-2012 07:08 AM

"its innocence is a priceless treasure!" very nice!!

Rupradha
21-Feb-2012 05:30 AM