From two to Three still being one

Hi all, 

This composition is for my friend Meghna. I would have not been able to write this if she was not there.

Its a composition with lot of emotions and excitement.. A piece from the project hat we did recently,

I hope you all will like it..

It's special being a girl, because it gives you so special feelings!!!

I close my eyes and I get the butterflies..
When a thought strikes of 

you becoming dad and mom, I.

Waves inside me arise,
With feelings so unexplained,
Of having a soul within me.
Imagining how wonderful it is!
Parents to be.

It will be our reflection,
A little of you and a little of me
Oh so  perfect combination!

It's tiny kicks and little movements,
Will giggle and strain...
But its first glimpse will
Disappear all the pain..

An angel with wings will come as a miracle,
Making our world all magical...

I wait for the little fingers curling on mine.
With all the innocent cries..
It will call MA MA..
And I could loose all of me for that..

Our baby will make our love stronger
And future worth living...

It will beat all the achievements...
For there is no better gift than this..

When a new journey,
A new phase,
A new beginning,
With our lil angel start..
And make us truly complete.

BG..

Anonymous, hid in the crowd

Anonymous, hid in the crowd..

Around she looks now,

gets the eyes full of Questions,

Doubts and disgust.

Behind her back are the cries,

Daunting the dreadful

faulty and wicked.

Floats in the atmosphere

A smell of story cooked with over said perception

Abuse & hatred.

Unknown to the scandal,

The Drama was dodged from ear to ear,

And with blind belief was she prosecuted

accused & convicted

Not one ray of truth was found

For their Sun hiding inside the clouds.

Yet, cares no one,

To make it talk of the town.

Upon confrontation,

One that smiles at her face,

Now spreads the rumor,

And laughs behind her back.

Tries she, to find,

The guilty for her defamation.

Anonymous, hid in the crowd.

Tries she, to disclose,

The gamble from the Inception

Framed with perfection

In the conspiracy spun like web,

Found herself grabbed.

And twist multiplied

with every attempt.

 Distress mounts inside,

& cuts deep like a knife.

Yet the courage withstands

For her dignity to restrain.

-BG