I was an embryo,
Unaware of everything around me.
You carried me for nine months,
And still continue to do so.
Then came the day when I was born.
Our eyes met for the first time,
And we registered a bondage,
Till time immemorial, for a lifetime.
You saw me grow,
And saw me fall,
For you too were hurt,
Every time I had a scar.
Then came the toughest part of your life,
To teach me, to educate me.
I owe you everything I am right now,
For the battles you have led to get me this far.
Now is the time I stand up,
And leave no stone unturned,
To accomplish all your needs,
And make you smile through my deeds.
I shall be gone tomorrow,
Merry and married.
Carrying a baggage of memories,
Leaving a shallow place within me and within you.
And hence the cycle repeats..
Well Shwetha, U've Indeed been my friend, Philosopher & guide & will continue to be! Well Written Girl :) Amazing stuff from U :)I hope in near future you share the same cycle with Ur lovely daughter :) Love U for this :) Cheerz :)
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot Komal, I shall be there for you always. Oh yes, I want a daughter for myself to share, to deck her up, and go through every single thing a mother goes through happily, for a daughter is a daughter! :)
ReplyDeleteHugs and love! :)
So well Written Shwetha :) Loved it!!
ReplyDeleteHey Pavi, sorry for the delayed reply, glad you liked it, thanks! :)
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