I would want to go back;
Go back where i yet didnt exist
Into my mother's womb,
Womb so warm and secured
There would be no worries;
No worries for anything..
Nor any intrusions of any sort,
Delightful pink would palisade me,
Giving all the bliss of eternity..
I wonder what if i could think;
Think when i would be inside womb..
The womb, the idol of sire and patience
Where neither i would discomfit anyone
Nor i would get jinxed myself..
Everytime i try to yank out,
My mom would still be patient
Patient, for the time yet to come
And for all my hope;
I hope the expectancy would never end...