When I’m planted in the womb,
I start to grow, up and bloom,
Every day is often obscure,
My mother is keeping me safe and secure.
Abeera Mirza, a renowned poetess from Gujrat, Pakistan, shares her poem
Hailing from Gujrat, Punjab province of Pakistan, Abeera Mirza is an English literature gold medalist, teacher and gifted poet. She won numerous awards for her passion for words. Her poem “Sorry” has inspired readers to heal. It started with poetry and progressed to prose. Abeera has contributed to more than 200 anthologies and many international magazines of Germany, Spain, Bangladesh, USA, Italy, India, Albania, and India. Her interview has been published on The Mount Kenya Times and Poetic Essence Publications (India). She has won many titles such as Miss Literary Critic by her university. (University of Lahore, Pakistan). Her inner peace is ignited by reading and traveling. She is serving as a jury member for Maverick Writing Community, India where she helps emerging writers to grow. Her perspective is expanded by diverse poetic exploration. She is always looking to learn more beyond boundaries. She is renowned for healing hearts. Email: abeera.quotes@gmail.com
FROM WOMB TO BLOOM
FROM WOMB TO BLOOMWhen I’m planted in the womb,
I start to grow, up and bloom,
Every day is often obscure,
My mother is keeping me safe and secure,
I hear all people talking away,
Knowing that i will see them all day,
I don’t know how long I will be here,
But I know I will be safe from fear,
My mother is strong, as I can feel,
Her love for me is a perfect seal,
Keep me safe, keep me strong,
I’m coming soon, it won’t be long,
My time has come to see daylight,
Either by sunshine or even moonlight,
So here I come, thank you,
I was given a chance for this new life,
So as I grew up big and strong,
I know this life won’t be long,
I’ve been taught a lot every day,
By my parents what they say,
So now it is my chance to give,
A baby of my own to grow and live,
Hoping that, he or she,
Will grow to love, just like me.
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