Womb to Tomb

Womb to Tomb

A Poem by Pink Witch

Say NO to old age homes


Skin etched with gyrus and sulcrus,

Symbol of the years rolled.

Standing in the line with a rush

To go above, heaven they called.

The last leaf was clinging so tight,

Putting up a fight

With the schedule of his flight

It’s over now.

When he was in her womb,

Little did she know,

He would come to her tomb,

With guilt and sorrow,

For not seeing her face,

On her last days.

He assured her, she would be safe at ‘the home’,

But it’s not the one, she baby-proofed for him.

© 2013 Pink Witch

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Three words for your poem : sad, true, and wonderful. :)

Posted 8 Years Ago

So true. My granmother had to be in a rehab facility after a stroke, and going to visit her every day in that place made me sick to my heart and my stomach. We got her out as soon as was humanly possible. You've penned a piece that truly made an impact on me personally. Sad, but a message that needed to be said. Well written.

Posted 8 Years Ago

Great write, love the progression of this captivating beautiful piece. thanks for sharing.

Posted 8 Years Ago

Great use of rhyme scheme and an interesting poem.

Posted 8 Years Ago

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Added on April 16, 2013
Last Updated on April 23, 2013
Tags: old age, homes, death, parents


Pink Witch
Pink Witch

Hi Guys! You all are supporting with your reviews, big time :) ..Sorry If haven't read any of read requests. I have started taking full time job. And the timings are crazy :( Hope you all are doing go.. more..