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Deepa Vankudre

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Deepa Vankudre

Others

Mother

Mother

1 min
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She gave me my smile,

My life is my mother!

I lost your womb of love,

Why you hurried to be done?

You are the form of affection, 

The divine idol of impressions,

Your care has no circumference,

You're inspiration to survive!

What may come, you stood by my side like as a shield,

As vibrant as moon in the dark, cloudy sky!

You are the gust of Wind Flowing in the desert,

A segment of your remembrance, 

Is enough to calm my mind!

 


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