Bearing the basic brutal baking by the body heat, Babies are battered by the bumpy jumpy belly of the bearer Bound by the breadwinning breathing umbilical cord, Breaching of which may banish his bridge into this life
Blind folded, beleaguered by the eternal darkness, Bewildered is it, in the basilica of the womb Bewailing silently being beyond biological actions , Birth is a blessing breaking blasphemy of time
Beguiling a moment for the mother & all family, Begetting a babe is sure befriending all luck Bestowed with life when he blazes out into the light, Begone are his memories of battling with bated breath