It's kind of a ghazal...i wrote this recently.It's not complete...wish to add something to it...Letz see how it turns out...
हर ग़म में हमने खुशियों को ढूंढा हैं,
हर दर्द में मुहब्बत को छुपा पाया है,
जिसे आप दुख की काली रात समझ बैठे हैं ,
यकीन मानिये वो आने वाली खुशियों का साया है....
कभी किसी का दर्द बांटा है तुमने?
कभी किसी रोते बच्चे को हँसाया है?
जब भी हमने ये कोशिश की है
अपनी बेचैनी को भूले हैं,बहुत सुकून पाया है....
वो अकेला था,लोग उसे "यतीम" कहते थे
और हमने तो खुद को भीड़ में भी अकेला पाया था
उसका हाथ थामा तो ये समझ ना आया
उसने हम में ,या हमने उसमें अपना रहनुमा पाया है...
यूँ दूर से मेरे बारे में तू क्या जानेगा?
दिल पे हाथ तो रख,तो तू पिघल जायेगा...
साहिल पे तो बस पत्थर नज़र आते हैं,
जो समंदर में उतरे हैं,मोती उन्होंने ही पाया है....
तूने कभी मुझे तन्हा होने न दिया
तेरी यादों ने हरपल मेरा साथ निभाया है
हमने तो तुझे दिल से कभी निकला ही नहीं,
क्या तूने भी दिल के किसी कोने में हमें छुपाया है ?
वक़्त के बदलने से कुछ चीजे नहीं बदलीं ,
नाम बदल गए,पर रिश्तों की जंजीरें नहीं बदलीं
उपर वाले ने भी ये क्या खेल रचाया है
तू कल मेरा हमसफ़र था ,तू आज मेरा हमसाया है...
मेरी रगों में बहता खून उसका है
कितनी ही रातों को उसने मुझे थपकियाँ देकर सुलाया है,
जब भी कोई बुरा वक़्त मेरी ज़िन्दगी में आया है
मेरी माँ की दुआओं ने मुझे बचाया है....
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
Start living,My friend
Well I wrote this for one of my friends,she was worried,and I thought of telling her something that could allay her worries..So I wrote it for her...It's for u buddy...
Start living...
Sometimes in life
Some things just get stuck,
We don't want to move on,there's no way back either
Nothing really seems to work,not even our luck.
Some scars unhealed,some secrets unrevealed,
Of a relationship that did not long last.
Promises unkept , words unsaid.
Haunting ghosts from long past.
When they take their toll
Everything just turns into a mess.
No, don't think, I know nothing about it.
I've also faced them, I confess.
But sometimes,some problems
Need a little bit of our time,not attention.
We should start living again.
Leaving aside our worries,fears,and tensions.
If you give them some time,
Those scars would vanish,I'm sure.
The ghosts would go back to their graves.
Unkept promises, unsaid words wont hurt you much anymore.
I don't say everything would fall back in place.
And all your worries would come to an end.
But they wont bother you so much.
U will surely feel relieved,my friend.
So stop worrying and start living.
Relish every sweet moment life has to offer.
Cherish good old memories,and forget bad ones.
Stay happy and keep smiling,My Dear.
Start living...
Sometimes in life
Some things just get stuck,
We don't want to move on,there's no way back either
Nothing really seems to work,not even our luck.
Some scars unhealed,some secrets unrevealed,
Of a relationship that did not long last.
Promises unkept , words unsaid.
Haunting ghosts from long past.
When they take their toll
Everything just turns into a mess.
No, don't think, I know nothing about it.
I've also faced them, I confess.
But sometimes,some problems
Need a little bit of our time,not attention.
We should start living again.
Leaving aside our worries,fears,and tensions.
If you give them some time,
Those scars would vanish,I'm sure.
The ghosts would go back to their graves.
Unkept promises, unsaid words wont hurt you much anymore.
I don't say everything would fall back in place.
And all your worries would come to an end.
But they wont bother you so much.
U will surely feel relieved,my friend.
So stop worrying and start living.
Relish every sweet moment life has to offer.
Cherish good old memories,and forget bad ones.
Stay happy and keep smiling,My Dear.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
IF
Well,I know the title is not original,it is taken from one of the greatest and most inspiring poems by Rudyard Kipling.I wrote this one day,much before even falling in love,then I didn't know that I would feel exactly the same some day.But then life is like that,I thought I'm writing this for all those heartbroken lovers,but didn't really know it was meant for me...
If you could see those eyes,
That waited for you for weeks
If you could see those pearls
That bedew'd my cheeks
When pain was inflicted upon you,
And when you were not given the due.
If you could see my unrevealed love,
In my loving deeds,deliberate.
If you could see my happiness
In those moments great,
When we were together,lonely.
If you had ever felt that I loved you only,
You would not have gone away
And good times were here to stay....
Forever yours'
ShaunakGreetings on your birthday
Well,I wrote it for one of my friends,named Niharikha on her birthday,back in 2002.I wanted to give her something that she may remember for sometime,something created by me.I obviously could have created a poem only...So this one for my sweet friend...Niharika...
Some sweet and thoughtful words
Expressed with wholehearted love,
With smile on face and amity in heart
And goodwill all above.
Words that reveal your feelings pure
Feelings that say "May success be yours !"
Smile behind which hath no sophistication,
And amity that is filled with adoration.
Such a greeting is pure and divine.
Such a greeting for you is mine
On a day which is so grand
It's none other but your birthday my friend..!!!For you sister
This poem was written in 2001,I guess.This is for a sweet sister,who was also a teacher in my school,in primary section.She stayed with me for a very short time,but gave me all the love a brother can get in his lifetime.Her name was Anuradha,and I miss her so much..I am not in touh with her right now,because she got married,but I always pray for her..
O My sweet sister!
When you are with me,
I feel a great joy
Like that of a little baby
Playing with its dearest toy.
When you are away,
My heart starts crying,
Thinking a life without you,
Is no better than dying !
Today before you,
I have to make a confession,
That you ,my dear sister,
Are my dearest possession....Dear Rinki
Well,I wrote this for one of my sisters (cum friend).She was very nice to me and I learned a lot from her.She always gave me wholehearted support in everything,and love that was so precious for me.I don't have any sister,but she never let me feel this.She loved me so much...I cant express it in my words..But still,this poem is dedicated to her..
O my sweet sister Rinki..!!
How can I pay you my gratitude,
For your affection and loving attitude.
When my heart is gloomy and in despair,
It always seeks your love and care
It is you who strengthens me,
To GOD,I pray for thee.
There is something a want to tell thee,
I feel so lucky that God gave you to me...!!!Dear Friend
I wote this poem when I was in 11th class.It is dedicated to all my friend who have made my stay in this world easy,full of fun,and delightful...Thanx to all of you....
When nothing is going right,
Life is all dark,and there is no light,
Who enlightens my life like a sun?
It's you,my dear friends
You bring in life all the fun.
When I win a crucial game,
And stride confidently towards my aim,
Who is there behind all of my achievement?
It's you,my dear friends.
You give me a sense of fulfillment.
When emotions are to be exchanged,
And depression is to be drained
Who is always sought?
It's you,My dear friends
I love you a lot..!!!Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Havent Decided The Title Yet
हमारी कोई खता हो तो कहो,
हमसे कोई गिला हो तो कहो,
मुस्कुराया करो ,मुस्कराहट अच्छी है तुम्हारी,
यूँ दूर दूर से, यूँ खामोश न रहो ...
माना कि मैं तेरा अजीज़ नहीं हूँ ,
और दोस्तों की तरह तेरे करीब नहीं हूँ ,
इक बार तबियत से हमें अपना दोस्त तो कहो
यूँ दूर दूर से, यूँ खामोश न रहो .....
आँखों में जो चमक है बच्चों सी जो हंसी है,
इस नकली दुनिया में, ये बहुत कीमती हैं
दुनिया की तल्ख़ नज़रों से इन्हें बचा के रखो
यूँ दूर दूर से, यूं खामोश ना रहो
मुश्किल है इस दुनिया में अकेले जी लेना,
हर दर्द को सहना ,हर आंसू को पी लेना
मुझसे ना सही,पर "अपनों" से तो कहो,
यूँ दूर दूर से,यूँ खामोश ना रहो
माना जगह नयी है ,रिवाज़ हैं नए
हैं लोग कुछ अलग से ,अंदाज़ हैं नए
उस अनजानी सी भीड़ में इक नया दोस्त ढूंढ़ लो ,
यूँ दूर दूर से,यूँ खामोश न रहो...
खुशियों के पल है छोटे ,ग़म के पल बड़े
वो हंसी ही क्या जिसमे माथे पे शिकन पड़े
खुल के हंसा करो, हरपल "Perplexed" ना रहो,
यूँ दूर दूर से ,यूँ खामोश न रहो....
हर राह की मंजिल है,तुम आगे तो बढो,
हर कश्ती का साहिल है,तूफां से ना डरो,
मंजिल तुम्हे मिलेगी खुद पर यकीं करो
यूं दूर दूर से,यूँ खामोश ना रहो...
ये महज़ अल्फाज़ नहीं मेरी दुआ है
तुम भूल भी जाओ इन्हें,तुमसे ना गिला है
दोस्त न कहो,पर "wellwisher" तो कहो
यूँ दूर दूर से यूँ खामोश न रहो ......
Thursday, October 8, 2009
THREADS OF LOVE
Written in 2002...
This one was written way back when I was in school,perhaps in class 10th or 9th.Well,surely it is not so emphatic,but then it presents a very simple truth,in a simple manner..
NEVER BREAK THE THREADS OF LOVE
AS YOU WOULD BE DEVOID OF THE NURTURE
AND CARE IT GAVE YOU.
YOUR MOST DILIGENT EFFORTS WOULDN'T GLUE
THE THREAD AND YOU WILL LOSE
THE GEMS FROM YOUR TREASURE HUGE.
AND YOU WOULDN'T LIKE TO BE A BEGGAR....
WOULD YOU??MY DEAR!!!!
This one was written way back when I was in school,perhaps in class 10th or 9th.Well,surely it is not so emphatic,but then it presents a very simple truth,in a simple manner..
NEVER BREAK THE THREADS OF LOVE
AS YOU WOULD BE DEVOID OF THE NURTURE
AND CARE IT GAVE YOU.
YOUR MOST DILIGENT EFFORTS WOULDN'T GLUE
THE THREAD AND YOU WILL LOSE
THE GEMS FROM YOUR TREASURE HUGE.
AND YOU WOULDN'T LIKE TO BE A BEGGAR....
WOULD YOU??MY DEAR!!!!
Life
Written in 2003...
Another one of my childhood creations.These were those gud old days,when I was a beginner,so these are simple ones,with not so strong emotions,and not so many lucid words...But still they remind me of my childhood days...
Life is a candle
It is useful only
When it burns itself
To enlighten the lonely,
The poor,the weak
the assaulted and the sick.
Every part of your life
Is to serve the mankind
Our hands for the needy,
Our eyes, for the Blind
We should serve the animals
The birds and the nature,
We are the "KING" on Earth,
Servants of every creature..
Another one of my childhood creations.These were those gud old days,when I was a beginner,so these are simple ones,with not so strong emotions,and not so many lucid words...But still they remind me of my childhood days...
Life is a candle
It is useful only
When it burns itself
To enlighten the lonely,
The poor,the weak
the assaulted and the sick.
Every part of your life
Is to serve the mankind
Our hands for the needy,
Our eyes, for the Blind
We should serve the animals
The birds and the nature,
We are the "KING" on Earth,
Servants of every creature..
Searching someone close to heart...
Written on 2nd march,2002....
Well,I still remember it,I wrote it when my best friend cheated on me,and left me alone when I needed him the most...I was hurt,and I wrote this....
When you need a suggestion
Or some word of adoration;
When it comes to standing by
In desperate moments of cry;
When u want someone clear
Away all of your fears;
When you wan someone to be
Soothing as the shade of a tree
In the scorching heat of life
And in moments of strife;
I suggest you, O my dear..!
And would love to make it clear
Finding someone with all these qualities,
In this world full of harsh and painful realities
Is certainly a real tough task
For such people are really rare,
But I must say they are there.
If you have patience and persistence
If you can be loving despite facing offence,
Your search would certainly come to an end
When you will find a true and unsophisticated friend..!!
Well,I still remember it,I wrote it when my best friend cheated on me,and left me alone when I needed him the most...I was hurt,and I wrote this....
When you need a suggestion
Or some word of adoration;
When it comes to standing by
In desperate moments of cry;
When u want someone clear
Away all of your fears;
When you wan someone to be
Soothing as the shade of a tree
In the scorching heat of life
And in moments of strife;
I suggest you, O my dear..!
And would love to make it clear
Finding someone with all these qualities,
In this world full of harsh and painful realities
Is certainly a real tough task
For such people are really rare,
But I must say they are there.
If you have patience and persistence
If you can be loving despite facing offence,
Your search would certainly come to an end
When you will find a true and unsophisticated friend..!!
On Valentine's day
Well This was written for my ex-girlfriend,on valentine's day...It was valentines's day gift for her...from me...
FOR YOU-ON VALENTINES DAY
Gloomy and mournful was my heart,
On seeing my imaginations broken in many parts;
Feeling down my heart wanted to yell,
The world was for me but a hell.
Came to me with twinkling eyes,
A girl with a smile and lovely guise.
She looked at me with wholehearted affection;
I was captivated by her unique perfection.
She loved me when I was hated,
Nobody so mild-hearted had the GOD ever created.
In her heart find place my wanderer soul
My never ending curiosities find answers all.
My restlessness find peace in her company,
I forget everything-My conflicts and agony.
On meeting her my ambitions find goal,
she is the one I love whose soul.
Pure in heart and soul is she.
An angel,she is for me.
She is none other but you.....
O!! My sweet unsophisticated love!! I LOVE YOU.......
FOR YOU-ON VALENTINES DAY
Gloomy and mournful was my heart,
On seeing my imaginations broken in many parts;
Feeling down my heart wanted to yell,
The world was for me but a hell.
Came to me with twinkling eyes,
A girl with a smile and lovely guise.
She looked at me with wholehearted affection;
I was captivated by her unique perfection.
She loved me when I was hated,
Nobody so mild-hearted had the GOD ever created.
In her heart find place my wanderer soul
My never ending curiosities find answers all.
My restlessness find peace in her company,
I forget everything-My conflicts and agony.
On meeting her my ambitions find goal,
she is the one I love whose soul.
Pure in heart and soul is she.
An angel,she is for me.
She is none other but you.....
O!! My sweet unsophisticated love!! I LOVE YOU.......
Independent Girl
This is another one very close to my heart...Itz simple..coz it was written way back in 2003...I wrote it coz I felt it...With so many female friends,I could sense their worries,their hopes,and their concerns....and I wrote this...This is dedicated to all of my female friends...who helped me become a human being(not just a man )...I learnt a lot many things from 'em..specially forgiveness...Coz I believe it is something only a woman is bestowed with..A man can never be as forgiving as a woman....
I am an independent girl
I have some dreams
I want to fill my life
With fun until it brims.
From the very outset,
I was compelled to be dependent.
In this male-dominated society,
I was merely a servant....
To my family and home,
I was always confined,
"This is only your world"
Was put into my mind
But now with education,
I've set myself free
I want to compete,
And keep pace with thee...
I need equality,
Equal love and care,
I,too,want to breathe
In the open air.
I want to fly
high up in the sky,
I want to see everything,
Distant or nearby...
I am an independent girl,
I'm not your foe,
After all we are the creation of the same God,
A little different though!!
I am an independent girl
I have some dreams
I want to fill my life
With fun until it brims.
From the very outset,
I was compelled to be dependent.
In this male-dominated society,
I was merely a servant....
To my family and home,
I was always confined,
"This is only your world"
Was put into my mind
But now with education,
I've set myself free
I want to compete,
And keep pace with thee...
I need equality,
Equal love and care,
I,too,want to breathe
In the open air.
I want to fly
high up in the sky,
I want to see everything,
Distant or nearby...
I am an independent girl,
I'm not your foe,
After all we are the creation of the same God,
A little different though!!
Present
Present
Remember not the past,
And the moments you had,
Little of them were cheerful,
A lot of them were sad.
Think not the future,
For it is still to arrive,
Your pondering would be worthless
If in future,you dont survive.
Live the present fully,
Make the best use of it,
You can attain everything,
If you dexterously manage it.
By shaunak
Written way back in 2001....A simple one,but true...
Memories
I wrote it in 2003...It was a serene evening,nothing to do,and I was nostalgic about some of my childhood memories...Although it may not be so beautiful,but it was in this poem that I used my imaginations the most..So that's one of my favourite...
Memories
Memories are the reflections of the past,
They are the shadows that events cast..
Remembering the moments we had...
Cherishing moments and moments sad...........
Is sometimes wonderful and shaking,
And at times Tragic and painstaking,
Pass the days,the months and the years,
Memories are the ornaments that never wear,
The loved ones,the friends and the kins,
Memories are the clothing that the past spins;
With the string of time,on the loom of mind.
And then is perfected an attire with pictures of all kind,
Pictures showing love,humanity and strife,
Pictures that together reveal your whole life,
Memories !! Memories !! You must treasure....
Because it is only they that give u pleasure!!!
Penned by,
shaunak
My first poem
True friends
True friends are rare to find,
True friends are always very kind,
True friends are ornaments...So beautiful!!
True friends always make us cheerful,
True friends are the work of perfection,
True friends give us right direction,
True friend always shine like the Sun,
Being with them is really fun,
True friends are soothing like the Moon,
True friends are the greatest "BOON"
True friends,I have none,
Yet in future I'll find one..........
I wrote this when I was in class 8.....
Thursday, September 3, 2009
A Motherless Child
This one is closest to my heart.I wrote it while reading "A Thousand Splendid Suns".Initially it was just an idea,but then this idea didn't let me sleep one whole night,and what came up in the morning was this touching poem.I wept so many times while writing this...Coz I was feeling everything "a child without a mother" feels...
That dreadful monstrous day came again
That once took you away.
But why do they want to celebrate it,
Calling it my birthday?
Daddy wanted to celebrate it
So a party he threw
"It is your sixth birthday boy !"He said
nevertheless,for me,it was a yearly ritual,nothing new
The hall was decorated
With dazzling ribbons and balloons.
Some of them had "Happy Birthday" printed on it.
Some were of the shape of stars,sun and moon.
The hall was full
Children running everywhere
Men and women chattering
Birthday presents kept here and there
I greeted everyone
Wearing,on my face,a false smile
I mingled and played with other children
But my heart was aching all the while
I detested these rituals-cutting cakes,
Exchanging presents,greeting everyone
Because on the outside it was all happiness and laughter
But inside there was none
I hate when women say
"Oh! poor little thing.My child come here to me"
I hate that expression on their face,
They call it love,but I know it's just pity.
For "a motherless child"
Who lost his mother during childbirth,
Who is so wretched and bereaved,
That for him in this world, there is no mirth.
I'm lucky they say,
For I had a mother who gave her life to save mine.
That God was so merciful
Who gave me a chance to see his creations divine.
Yes,you took all the pain,
To let me see the light,
And you asked god to take yours,
In return of my life
But without you O my mother !
There is no light
There's only darkness deep within me
Though the world outside all colourful and bright
Up there in Heaven is what they call GOD
But so heartless and unjust is He.
He gave me a little space in His world
And took you away-who meant the world to me.
O mother,on my birthday,
There is a small gift I need from you
Would you come into my dreams,
And show me things I never knew?
I want you to tell me How it feels
When a mother takes her child,born just
Into her arms,and looks at him with eyes
brimming with motherly love,as it must?
I want you to tell me
How her mere presence
pacifies a crying child
and brings into his face,a cheerful radiance?
I want you tell me Why
Does an infant's eyes searches its mother?
Is it just because he is hungry?
Or out of some special bond between them,like none other.
I want you to tell me how it feels,
To be fed from a mother's breasts?
Is it really different from the "powder milk"?
Why don't we add sugar,is it the sweetest?
I want you to tell me Why
The first thing a child speaks is always "mama"?
Did it bring tears of joy into your eyes
When I uttered it the first time-"mama"?
I want you to tell me why,
Anand feels so proud,when he goes out to play
Holding his mother's hand?
Would you have held my hand the same way?
I want you to tell me why
For priya's mother,the most beautiful child is she?
And mother please tell me,
Would you have felt the same for me?
I want you to tell me
Why a mother's lap,
Is like a heaven for a child?
I also want to sit there and take a nap.
I want you to tell me the taste
Of the food cooked by a mother
And how does that extra ingredient makes it so delicious?
The mother's love-as it is called by others.
She came into my dreams
In her eyes,tears hath she
"I love you mother!" told I,
"You mean the world to me"
"I'm so tired of this world,
O mother! Into your arms take me.
Let me sleep right there,
And a lullaby sing to me"
She took me into her arms
In her chest,hiding my face,I wept
Oh her mere touch was so comforting,
It took away all the pain,there was none left.
"Oh,My little child!" said she
"How on earth could I tell you
Without you I'm as incomplete
As without me,are you."
"A mother without her child
No mother at all is she.
I'm as lonely as you are
I long for you,as much as you do for me"
"My little child
You are the most beautiful,to me
And I would love to hold your hand,
Yes,an inseparable bond is between you and me"
Her tender touch
Her care and affection
Was enough to clear my doubt
Left there, were no questions.
In her lap I slept,
She loved me all night
I felt like I was in heaven
So sweet seemed the world,everything so bright.
Because for a motherless child
The whole world is but a sea
Without the sweetness of mother's love
Every drop of it tastes bitter and salty.
That once took you away.
But why do they want to celebrate it,
Calling it my birthday?
Daddy wanted to celebrate it
So a party he threw
"It is your sixth birthday boy !"He said
nevertheless,for me,it was a yearly ritual,nothing new
The hall was decorated
With dazzling ribbons and balloons.
Some of them had "Happy Birthday" printed on it.
Some were of the shape of stars,sun and moon.
The hall was full
Children running everywhere
Men and women chattering
Birthday presents kept here and there
I greeted everyone
Wearing,on my face,a false smile
I mingled and played with other children
But my heart was aching all the while
I detested these rituals-cutting cakes,
Exchanging presents,greeting everyone
Because on the outside it was all happiness and laughter
But inside there was none
I hate when women say
"Oh! poor little thing.My child come here to me"
I hate that expression on their face,
They call it love,but I know it's just pity.
For "a motherless child"
Who lost his mother during childbirth,
Who is so wretched and bereaved,
That for him in this world, there is no mirth.
I'm lucky they say,
For I had a mother who gave her life to save mine.
That God was so merciful
Who gave me a chance to see his creations divine.
Yes,you took all the pain,
To let me see the light,
And you asked god to take yours,
In return of my life
But without you O my mother !
There is no light
There's only darkness deep within me
Though the world outside all colourful and bright
Up there in Heaven is what they call GOD
But so heartless and unjust is He.
He gave me a little space in His world
And took you away-who meant the world to me.
O mother,on my birthday,
There is a small gift I need from you
Would you come into my dreams,
And show me things I never knew?
I want you to tell me How it feels
When a mother takes her child,born just
Into her arms,and looks at him with eyes
brimming with motherly love,as it must?
I want you to tell me
How her mere presence
pacifies a crying child
and brings into his face,a cheerful radiance?
I want you tell me Why
Does an infant's eyes searches its mother?
Is it just because he is hungry?
Or out of some special bond between them,like none other.
I want you to tell me how it feels,
To be fed from a mother's breasts?
Is it really different from the "powder milk"?
Why don't we add sugar,is it the sweetest?
I want you to tell me Why
The first thing a child speaks is always "mama"?
Did it bring tears of joy into your eyes
When I uttered it the first time-"mama"?
I want you to tell me why,
Anand feels so proud,when he goes out to play
Holding his mother's hand?
Would you have held my hand the same way?
I want you to tell me why
For priya's mother,the most beautiful child is she?
And mother please tell me,
Would you have felt the same for me?
I want you to tell me
Why a mother's lap,
Is like a heaven for a child?
I also want to sit there and take a nap.
I want you to tell me the taste
Of the food cooked by a mother
And how does that extra ingredient makes it so delicious?
The mother's love-as it is called by others.
She came into my dreams
In her eyes,tears hath she
"I love you mother!" told I,
"You mean the world to me"
"I'm so tired of this world,
O mother! Into your arms take me.
Let me sleep right there,
And a lullaby sing to me"
She took me into her arms
In her chest,hiding my face,I wept
Oh her mere touch was so comforting,
It took away all the pain,there was none left.
"Oh,My little child!" said she
"How on earth could I tell you
Without you I'm as incomplete
As without me,are you."
"A mother without her child
No mother at all is she.
I'm as lonely as you are
I long for you,as much as you do for me"
"My little child
You are the most beautiful,to me
And I would love to hold your hand,
Yes,an inseparable bond is between you and me"
Her tender touch
Her care and affection
Was enough to clear my doubt
Left there, were no questions.
In her lap I slept,
She loved me all night
I felt like I was in heaven
So sweet seemed the world,everything so bright.
Because for a motherless child
The whole world is but a sea
Without the sweetness of mother's love
Every drop of it tastes bitter and salty.
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