Pro-Choice A mother's love can often be grueling, Her heartstrings are continually pulling Her back to the womb that delivered Her child unto the world as she shivered And shrieked and wrestled and bit Her lip, desperate just to end it When the purple baby emitted a scream The nightmare transformed into a dream, Pink baby girl or yellow baby boy A gushing couple's gurgling pride and joy. Such a large void that needed filling When both parents were able, and willing Not so long ago, not so very recent, Another one now seems almost indecent Since the same minds have become so misaligned, Is it the right thing at the wrong time? Even though it's already on its way Is it fair to show it the light of day?
Divesh Wadhawan's Questions:
Being directly related to a time in my life (not a very good one), this poem is my attempt to narrate it - with minimum emotion and in a detached fashion.
However, the general response to "Pro-Choice," more often than not, goes something like "This is not a poem, is it?"
My question is "What areas or topics are considered poetic and why (or why not)? "Also,what general rule can be followed to determine the same?