NaPoWriMo Day 28 - Two Sijo Poems

I'm back in the labour room, my legs propped for the difficult birth. 
A nurse hovers over me, laughing like she is enjoying this. 
I wake up trembling, again the dream of the baby I don't want. 

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Walking in my uncle's garden, I notice a few withered plants. 
Just like how we pale after the knowing of a loved one's leaving, 
Maybe these fragile beings knew about their owners' departure. 

~Kavya Janani. U

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