
A room set
For their bub
Wooden cot
White bathtub
Yellow walls
Dangling plane
Frilly blinds
For the pane
Red tiny shoes
Dazzling bright
Lacy dress
For the night
Bear and doll
For her play
Pink blanket
For each day
Room unused
Since last spring
No kid’s cry
Just nothing
Parents grieve
Child stillborn
Heart-broken
At what’s gone
(c) Sanch V @ Sanch Writes (5 August 2016)
This has been written for Day 5 of the BarAThon Challenge hosted by Blog-a-rhythm




Inderpreet Uppal
5 August 2016 at 6:43 pmSo sad… but the rhyme is so good.. I expected a happy ending.
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Sanch, the writer
5 August 2016 at 7:50 pmThanks Inderpreet…I don’t know why but sad themes seem to appeal to me. I must be nuts!
Nabanita Dhar
5 August 2016 at 8:20 pmHeartbreak..So sad.
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Sanch, the writer
5 August 2016 at 9:39 pmThanks…I think. As that was the intention
Beat About the Book
5 August 2016 at 9:25 pmJust as I was beginning to fall in love with the room the end hit me. Sad.
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Sanch, the writer
5 August 2016 at 9:38 pmMust admit I feel like a sadist. Or is that a masochist. Constantly writing sad stuff!
Shailaja Vishwanath
5 August 2016 at 10:17 pmThis one hit a bit too close to home for me. Reminded me of my chemical pregnancy. But it’s heartbreakingly true for so many people. Sigh.
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Simon Falk
5 August 2016 at 10:26 pmBeautifully written. Poignant story.
Sunila Vig
5 August 2016 at 10:35 pmOhhh Sanch , sweet sad one but then life is such. I had two mis-carriages after my first child and I can fully relate with the build up of hope and emotion and then …..
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Dee
5 August 2016 at 11:56 pmI like the short crisp sentences… and it ended up saying so much with those little words! But yeah a little sad…
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Bhavya
6 August 2016 at 3:51 amThough sad,there’s some charm to this poem.