It is bliss and pain
paradoxical in sense
seen much in none other
than creation.
Birth is the noblest.
where joy overwhelms
the suffering retreats
once the baby arrives.
Writing follows, mind
pregnant with ideas
struggles to deliver.
Once done it is happiness
Experiments lead
to discoveries. Expected
and unexpected results
promise prosperity.
The bud unfolds.
Not a task it might seem.
The flower is exquisite
Graceful phenomenon.
Love to be one among these,
a mother, a writer, a scientist,
and the lovely flower. Assuming
either the one, demands
skill and undue patience.
Meenas Poems 