DEAR DAUGHTER

My dear daughter 

My dear daughter 

Why are you punishing me? 

As a little baby 

In the crying cradle 

I left you 

With the baby sitter 

With your feeding bottle 

Are you punishing me  

For that? 

Dear.. 

Holding my hands 

And walking like a poem 

Your school bag with me  

Crying loudly on the road 

Asking me to come to your school 

Everyone on the road 

Watching you and me 

I had left you in the school-bus 

And ran to catch my train 

-today- 

iam crying in silence 

when will you come to me? 

Little baby 

You have given me  

The best awards of the world 

That is me – the mother- 

Baby.. 

Still my hand were holding you 

And chest were feeling your smell 

No it is not at all a dream 

My dear 

To fulfill your dreams 

My dreams were sold 

I was running to get everything  

Under the sky 

Just for you  

And  your excellance 

In this running race 

You know baby 

What I have got? 

This is my last breath 

Waiting for you 

You are saying 

‘exams for your children 

no holidays etc etc’ 

do you know 

there is no holidays 

for the yama raj.? 

Iam just begging your one day 

Come dear 

The day will not for me 

It will be the day of mother and daughter 

You .. young mother 

Come soon 

It will be the 

Day for us.