The Mistake

The baby cries continually...

There's no sleep for her even at night;

No husband for support �"just her, herself and the tears.

 

Continually the baby cries...damning any audible lullabies.

This was supposed to be her pride �"her own front for solidarity;

Showing the world she could survive,

And not be worthless.

 

But the baby continually cries...

And old memories revolve in her eyes.

The tears flowed down her cheeks.

She felt weak, cradling her mistake in her trembling arms.

 

The world of men, harsh and queer;

A unified contrast of what is to be and what already is.

The precious breathing pearl in her arms

Was what the world called a mistake?

 

No…not so,

She made the mistake; she erred in her thoughts.

To forget that God still crowned the headless;

And if given the chance, the devil could still find repentance.

 

Still the baby cries...

But then stops for a while.

Her mother was no longer in despair.

Her mother now had a smile.

Author's Note

Penned this down about six years ago when a female friend of mine gave birth to a child in her teens and was left to face the brunt of her 'mistakes' by herself. Any thoughts?

Reviews

[AB_INS_SUBITO]

I don't know why but this poem made me very emotional.

I love the way you describe the kind of struggle the young mother is going through, by hearing her baby cry. I kinda thought, thats maybe the first time, she really was all alone with the baby, at home and that was the first time, she had to acutally deal with the baby crying and in the process she went through different kind of states. She even had doubts, about giving birth to the baby in the first place, because now she is on her own and no one really takes care for her anymore, in fact she is the one who has to take care of a child now and thats kinda freaking her out. But in the end, when the baby stopped crying she maybe got excited, because she realized that she is able to do it anyway.

This poem is definitely my favorite.

[Mifa]

Wow...you really captured the emotions I was trying to pass across. I really appreciate the review. Thanks a lot.

[AB_INS_SUBITO]

You are welcome :)

[Sapientiam]

This is very thought provoking. The truest faults in our lives can turn out to be the greatest blessings ever, which is mentioned in the comment section. The pain and regret is woven into this blanket of life where there seems to be no peaceful path. Yet, the mother found goodness in her sorrow. I'm just glad the mom didn't kill or give away the baby. It shows that she's enduring and caring. Thanks for this!

[Mifa]

Thanks for the review Sap.

[Shabeeh Haider]

It is unfortunate that we are moving away from the teachings of religion and such unfortunate events are on the rise.
The sanctity of marriage should always be respected and relations outside wedlock will always give rise to regret and sadness.
The child born out of wedlock will never know the love of her father and the mother will often see it as a burden.
Nicely penned.

[Schatzi]

Hello Mifa,

That is a very deep poem. It's precise and to the point. I like your no-holds-barred writing style. Great job!

Thank you for sharing your poem!

Kind regards,

Schatzi

[Mifa]

Thank you for reading Schatzi

[Robert Haigh]

Life can be hard, but sometimes some of those 'mistakes' can eventually turn out to be blessings. Thought-provoking!

[Mifa]

Thanks for the review.

[T. Edana Talbott]

My goodness, this almost made me cry. You could not have relayed the emotional weight and struggle of a young mother any better. I love how her personal view of her child changed from despair to blissful acceptance that this child was no mistake, but instead a gift.

Beautiful poem, Mifa!

[Mifa]

Thanks a lot Edana. I really appreciate the review.

[Sarah]

Powerful poem. Mistake is such a strong word to give towards a child. A mistake. I can't even imagine the torture on a child knowing you're nothing but a mistake. The mother seems sad, filled with despair trying to raise this child alone, yet when the baby finally stops for a moment, she feels the child is no longer a mistake.. Maybe even a blessing. I really like this one.

[Mifa]

Yeah, you couldn't have said it any better, mistake indeed is a strong word. Thanks for the review Sarah. Anything new from you yet?

[Sarah]

Just a couple of poems. Nothing major.