sereena .....

Classics Children


sereena .....

Classics Children

My Mom...

My Mom...

1 min

The time it started with a cry

Landed on feet by mom's hand

Walked through strange thought 

Hanged my fingertips in saree end of mom.

Looked everyone everything 

That happened to my surrounding 

Watched currently with curiosity 

Unaware of the world's traps 

Sneaked to every event

Cried and acted as an actress 

To capture others' attention. 

Melted cheeks for troubling mom

Many hands grabbed me 

Sang songs enjoyed a lot

Still wants mom caring hug at last

For my happiness..... 

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