Inspired by my dear Nutan Sarawagi
You are fortunate
You are fortunate
That your roads lead to your mother ‘s home
In her heart
Not all are that lucky
That they can roam alone
In their mother’s heart
Or cry in her
There are many
Who have lost their way
To their mother’s home
To their mother’s heart
They have no arms to embrace
No hands to wipe their tears
They just heard bullets
The yells
The cries
The shrieks
That shuddered them with fear
They have lost the smiles
That warms
That cuddles
They have lost their love
Compassion
Now they know only lonliness
Helplessness
Hopes forlorn
For sake of religion
Caste, Creed
For sake of heedless heed
May be the morons need
Yes you are fortunate
Your road leads to your
Mother’s home
Mother’s love
Mother’s heart
I too have lost it
Forever
For sake of
Dignity fake
But I see it in yours
In everybody
Who have lost their mothers. ..
Rita
22-1-17
Aarti Mittal
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