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Confessions

Confessions

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An emotion to be felt,

A fear unsaid.

A true feeling or a poison so slow,

That will never let you grow.

CONFESSION!!!

And one is within me that don’t let me live,

I confess to you Dear, not up to the mark I could give…

From childhood to all I am today, you stayed with me,

A doctorate, philosophy, master and what not, I have degrees for free ….

“Itni padhi likhi home bhi tum that baithi ho”

That is what I hear from all,  

I really feel bad to make your status fall.

Sorry my dear “MY STUDY”, 

I do not work, to you I Confess….

But for My family I am a housewife, I am a blessing !!!


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