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Mother
by Vikas Yadav
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  She was always ready with a bread’s bun
Though I was a naughty son.
She advised me to refer to dictionary
But I was always in a game’s hurry.
I was in the seventh world
But she tried to show me the real world.
She brought me up with pride
And wanted for me a wonderful bride.
She lost her man
But did everything for me she could.
I was her essence
But could never feel her presence
All my efforts went in vain.
When she was in pain,
The thought of losing her boggled my mind.
When I found myself in the dark,
I prayed for a long and peaceful life for her
Because she is my mother.
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December 10, 2014
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