Blood Ties
Blood Ties
I was born to a Bonafide homemaker,
For her, I came into the world of seekers.
There are no words to define her care,
She's my Mother with whom all the feelings I share.
He's die-hard labour, who fulfils my dreams,
Whose money I waste on chocolates and ice-creams.
From childhood, we have been playing tag together,
Because I am the daughter of my king like Father.
He's gold and also a package of begonia,
Who does all his work with workaholic mania.
Always I am ready to meet my heart's feather,
When the kinda fight started with my Brother.
Someone gives me full of a beautiful sock,
When the matter comes to my memorable luck.
We are not only related by blood but also a soul,
Yes, of course, she's my Sister I used to call.
It's the story of my family,
Please listen to the heart of yours.
Think like kind, push your heart,
What is family? and you will be in tears.