Posted by: Ron DuBour | October 25, 2014

CALL OF UNBORN DAUGHTER~by Surender Goel


 

 

CALL OF UNBORN DAUGHTER

Touch me and feel pleasure
Thou daughter is calling you;
My father love and lull me,
I’m coming here to delight you.

See me and mirror o’ mother
Ye and me both are same;
A woman never hate her image,
Blame destiny and feel shame

Bring me in world o’ mother
Kill me not in the middle;
I’m the glory o’ nature,
Who always strew sweet smile.

Daughters are not curse to parents
They gift them joy and fame;
Daughters are spring in seasons,
They bloom flowers o’ name.
-Surender Goel


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