This is a poem about a woman who is lamenting about swelling breasts and no one to feed her milk because her twin infants died shortly after birth. The story was shared by John M Phiri.
I’m truly sorry for your unimaginable loss. It takes great strength to face such pain. Here’s a poem that acknowledges your grief and the difficult emotions you’re experiencing:
PAINFUL SWOLLEN BREASTS
In a world of shattered dreams, my heart is torn,
Losing twin babies, a pain too deep to adorn.
Born into this world, so fragile and small,
Now angels in heaven, beyond my loving call.
Oh, the cruel twist of fate that stole you away,
Leaving my soul empty, my spirit in disarray.
The bond we shared, an ethereal connection,
Now severed abruptly, leaving me in reflection.
My breasts, once swollen with anticipation,
Now ache and throb, a constant painful sensation.
With milk that flows, a cruel reminder of loss,
No tiny mouths to nourish, a tragic and bitter toss.
Tears mix with the milk, as they cascade down my face,
An agonizing blend of sorrow and grace.
The emptiness within, an abyss I can’t escape,
Longing for the touch of your tiny lips, your embrace.
Two cribs stand empty, a haunting sight,
Remnants of dreams that vanished in the night.
No coos or giggles, just silence and despair,
A broken mother left to bear.
Yet, within this pain, love’s flame still burns,
Aching arms reaching out, where emptiness yearns.
I’ll carry you in my heart, my precious ones,
Though our time together was short, it will never be undone.
As the milk flows, I offer it to the winds,
May it find its way to those in need, who fate rescinds.
Let it be a bittersweet tribute, a symbol of love’s might,
As I navigate this labyrinth of darkest night.
Know that your absence is a void I cannot fill,
But your memory, like a beacon, will forever instill.
Though you are gone, your spirits will always reside,
Deep within my broken heart, side by side.
So, let the milk flow, a reminder of what could have been,
A testament to the love that will never wane or dim.
And in the midst of pain, I find strength to survive,
Carrying your memory, forever alive.
In this painful journey, I’ll find solace somehow,
Embracing the love that remains, even now.
For you, my sweet angels, I’ll keep the flame aglow,
Until we reunite in heaven’s embrace, where love will forever grow.
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