Tuesday 14 July 2015

Where are you?


Mother,


When I cried first time, you were there.
Now my silence is becoming deafening,
Where're you?

When I laughed first time, you were there.
Now my eyes are tired being moistened,
Where're you?

When I Walked first time, you were there.
Now my each step pushes me into duskiness,
Where're you?

When I wrote the first letter, you were there.
Now I can't depict how much I miss you,
Where're you?

When first I needed a hug, you were there.
Now my soul is jeering for that comfort,
Where're you?

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