No One Notices II

No One Notices II

A Poem by Dr. YumnaKay

No one notices.
The part of the heart that dies with an unborn child. 
It stops beating, yet no one notices because the other three-quarters of the heart keep beating in full swing. 
You are expected to laugh, mingle, work, and everything in between. All because you did not give birth [yet]. Therefore, you do not know about the 'real' pain of being a mother. 
But what of that little part of the heart you made a grave of within yourself? 
No one speaks about it, and it's most often shoved under the carpet. 
Like an ugly truth that can expose the world's hypocrisies. ..

© 2023 Dr. YumnaKay


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I have never forgotten what I once lost many moons ago in the early stages. This poem touches me to the core. I understand that pain only too well and yet no one spoke about it at the time. Yes, there is a graveyard in the heart and there always will be. I am so sorry for your loss Yumna if this post is personal to you.

Chris

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dr. YumnaKay

1 Year Ago

Thank you for the kind words, Chris. Unfortunately, yes, it is personal.
Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

I am so sorry Yumna. Take extra care of yourself in your grief 💐❤️
Dr. YumnaKay

1 Year Ago

Trying to...thanks once again, Chris.



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So much that is kept inside and painted with a happy brush that no one realizes is constant pain and anguish, no matter how happy and cheerful someone may seem. Sadly but beautifully written.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dr. YumnaKay

1 Year Ago

It is exactly that way. Thank you for reading and reviewing, willweb. Appreciated.
I can empathize, respect, and do my best to understand. But, I'm afraid my talking directly to the point would be akin to mansplaining something of which I can never truly experience. this is a desperate, loving, bitter, consuming and so many other feelings rolled into a tight little sphere that I am sure settles in the pit of the stomach before it can rise to the level of the heart. emotional piece, it's good to see you luv!!

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Dr. YumnaKay

1 Year Ago

Thank you for dropping in, Crowley. Nice to see you around, too.
I have never forgotten what I once lost many moons ago in the early stages. This poem touches me to the core. I understand that pain only too well and yet no one spoke about it at the time. Yes, there is a graveyard in the heart and there always will be. I am so sorry for your loss Yumna if this post is personal to you.

Chris

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dr. YumnaKay

1 Year Ago

Thank you for the kind words, Chris. Unfortunately, yes, it is personal.
Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

I am so sorry Yumna. Take extra care of yourself in your grief 💐❤️
Dr. YumnaKay

1 Year Ago

Trying to...thanks once again, Chris.
You are right my dear friend. Hard topic to discuss. I know many women, who celebrate children. Who died at birth or too quickly. I was glad to read your work today. Happy New year.
Coyote

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dr. YumnaKay

1 Year Ago

Thank you for the review and your words, John. Much appreciated.
Coyote Poetry

1 Year Ago

You are welcome my dear friend.

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