Mama
mama
What should I write for my mother,
who herself wrote to me?
The fear of death that gave birth to me.
Saved me from everyone's eyes,
and kept me in my lap.
First on the knees, then by holding
the finger on the feet taught to walk.
The one who himself made me sleep in a dry way,
Who made me laugh by hiding his tears.
So my mother
another form of god
Mother.
Dachana manhas
Abhinav ji
09-May-2022 06:54 AM
Nice
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Niraj Pandey
09-May-2022 12:31 AM
nice one
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Neha syed
08-May-2022 09:18 PM
Very nice
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