Poems written by husband to wife

I wrote your name on sand it got washed.

I wrote your name in air, it was blown away. Then

I wrote your name on my heart & I got Heart Attack.


God saw me hungry, he created pizza .

He saw me thirsty, he created Pepsi .

He saw me in dark, he created light .

He saw me without problems, he created YOU.


Twinkle Twinkle little star

You should know what you are

And once you know what you are

Mental hospital is not so far.


The rain makes all things beautiful.

The grass and flowers too.

If rain makes all things beautiful

Why doesn’t it rain on you?


Roses are red, Violets are blue

Monkeys like u should be kept in zoo.

Don’t feel so angry you will find me there too

Not in cage but laughing at you.

One Day Without You By Lubaina Rahil

** All credits goes to this page and Lubaina Rahil.

One Day Without You
By Lubaina Rahil

One day without you is like one day without air,
like one week without food
and a fortnight without water.

One day without you is like
a month without sunshine or shelter.

One day without your voice is like
a year’s absence of the sound of music,
or of birds, or of rain and thunder.

One day without your comfort
is a week without sleep,
for my heart knows no rest,
and my nights give no peace.

One day without your love,
and my days are empty of beauty;
though I see around me everywhere
others who are called beautiful,
none of them compare with your visage
as I gaze at your photo.

One day without speaking with you
is like years alone in the wilderness
or a deserted island;
though I may talk with people on the streets, my soul has no

One day without you is like
a year in a prison;
though I may come and go as I please,
my soul knows no freedom.

One day without you in my life
is like no life at all!

I’ll love you forever…

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Dear Mommy

I am in Heaven now, sitting on God’s lap.
He loves me and cries with me;
for my heart has been broken.
I so wanted to be your little girl.
I don’t quite understand what has happened.
I was so excited when I began realizing my existence.
I was in a dark, yet comfortable place.
I saw I had fingers and toes.
I was pretty far along in my developing,
yet not near ready to leave my surroundings.
I spent most of my time thinking or sleeping.
Even from my earliest days, I felt a special bonding between you and me.
Sometimes I heard you crying and I cried with you. Sometimes you would yell or scream, then cry.
I heard Daddy yelling back.
I was sad, and hoped
you would be better soon.
I wondered why you cried so much.
One day you cried almost all of the day.
I hurt for you. I couldn’t imagine
why you were so unhappy.
That same day, the most horrible
thing happened.
A very mean monster came into that warm,
comfortable place I was in.
I was so scared, I began screaming,
but you never once tried to help me.
Maybe you never heard me.
The monster got closer and closer as
I was screaming and screaming,
“Mommy, Mommy, help me please; Mommy, help me.”
Complete terror is all I felt.
I screamed and screamed until I thought I couldn’t anymore.
Then the monster started ripping my arms off.
It hurt so bad; the pain I can never explain.
It didn’t stop. Oh, how I begged it to stop.
I screamed in horror as it ripped my leg off.
Though I was in such complete pain, I was dying.
I knew I would never see your face or hear you say
how much you love me.
I wanted to make all your tears go away.
I had so many plans to make you happy.
Now I couldn’t; all my dreams were shattered.
Though I was in utter pain and horror,
I felt the pain of my heart breaking, above all.
I wanted more than anything to be your daughter.
No use now, for I was dying a painful death.
I could only imagine the terrible things
that they had done to you.
I wanted to tell you that I love you before I was gone,
but I didn’t know the words you could understand.
And soon, I no longer had the breath to say them;
I was dead.

I felt myself rising. I was being carried by
a huge angel into a big beautiful place.
I was still crying, but the physical pain was gone.
The angel took me to God and set me on His lap.
He said He loved me. Then I was happy.
I asked Him what the thing was that killed me.
He answered, “Abortion.
I am sorry, my child;
for I know how it feels.”
I don’t know what abortion is;
I guess that’s the name of the monster.
I’m writing to say that I love you and
to tell you how much I wanted to be your little girl.
I tried very hard to live.
I wanted to live. I had the will,
but I couldn’t; the monster was too powerful.
It sucked my arms and legs off and finally got all of me.
It was impossible to live.
I just wanted you to know I tried to stay with you.
I didn’t want to die.
Also, Mommy, please watch out for that abortion monster.
Mommy, I love you and
I would hate for you to go through the kind of pain I did.

Please be careful.


Note: I got it from Thu Hnin See’s blog.


Kissing is a habit

F**king is a game

Guys get all the pleasure

Girls get all the pain

The guy says I love you

You believe it’s true

But when your tummy starts to swell,

He says ‘to hell with you’

10 minutes of pleasure

9 months in pain

3 days in hospital

A baby without a name

The baby is a bastard

The mother is a whore

This never wouldn’t have happened

If the rubber wouldn’t have torn.