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Mother Calling
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My open arms and my smile
Calling you, come, apple of my eye
Remember? My lap was your playground
For us, it was sweet bliss found
But with passing time, your play became a fight
You thought me as your enemy and hated even my sight
You forgot, you will always be part of me
Very much like these naughty waves are of the sea
Your enemy is nothing but just a game of your mind
Only you are against yourself, you‘ll find
Just leave this self-infliction, Listen to my call
Pained I am immensely by your fall
Come close and look at me, My dear child
Hey, I am your own mother and not an enemy wild
Nature is just my name
But still your loving mother, I am the same
Come my child, come on my lap again
In my love, sheer bliss, you’ll regain |
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31-Jan-2006
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Rajeshwari Hemmadi
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