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Disowned Relations
by Devi Nangrani
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The babe born in the cradle
Exposed to the melody
Of the mother's lullabies
This privilege of childhood is mine 

The youth that blooms
From the bud of innocence
And the droplets of blood
Flowing in his nerves are mine 

In this world of selfish relations
The sting of grief
That makes my heart bleed
Is mine
The unhealing wounds of worry are mine
The scattered and shattered entity
In storm of relations is mine
But
I am nobody of anybody.  

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April 19, 2011
More By: Devi Nangrani
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Comments on this Poem

Comment Nice poem, Devi. Congratulations!

Kumarendra Mallick
04/20/2011 08:38 AM




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