My pregnancy is my choice alone, so well wishers clear out right now.

My Pregnancy is My Choice

Yes, it is 

My pregnancy is my choice

and the righteousness of my 

choice, my decision

made me mother of 

a thirteen year old girl

and a nine year old boy

I am now thirty six, and 

My pregnancy is my choice.

It was extreme joy, when I 

celebrated my first anniversary

of success, of marrying a man 

trusting Newton's law of Magnetism, 

opposite poles attract, caring the 

efforts of love in my womb

And I was blessed with her 

tiny feet, still a time it was 

tough to merge our like poles.

While it is a perfect accident, 

the birthdays' celebrated in December.

Everyone, everyone around,

put all force measures-

To persuade me, to convince me 

and to terminate my pregnancy

which they called it was mere

an accident.

but it weren't for me, and 

My pregnancy is my choice.

Three years passed in a wink of hurry.

when life started to settle,

thankful of the gains and losses 

We mixed and matched, our choices

well, again the anniversary bells jingled

and we waiting for the ting-tong

for nothing, less to a candle light dinner 

rest all to place, lest celebrations 

couldn't be fun always.

Giving a 'no' and 'no' to everyone around,

putting away the orders of many 

I moved yet again with his tiny feet growing within me;

When, I knew well none would care 

anyway better my little one

We walked together, 

We ate together,

And we learned 

the act of determination together.

And now, they hold me strong 

guarding me from both sides.

Keeping me all well in their company alone.

The same group, came in 

not to further make me 

Decide my pregnancy, when

My pregnancy is my choice 

They gave another formula of 

'sterilisation', when still

My pregnancy is my choice.

© Parvathy Ramachandran