Recognition

Among the scattered mind

Only blackened walls...

But love remained a veil between the bursting bubbles

When I cried that day,

 My mother cried too

And the father with the flower of love.

When they cry today no one is with them.

The only shadow left.

 A verdict for me that time has taken.

It was a flood-ravaged spring

Asked but not given the reward of the past...

Replaced by my parents,

Only heavy crevices between the eyelids

 Eyes darkened with age

Swollen checks with love

 In the colorless cotton

I could not even touch it

Instead, I lit the torch in my heart

When time turns around.

The seeds I sound are repeated

That generation is making fun of me...!