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To Karmanye, My Son

Writer: Muskan Productions
Muskan Productions
Apr 17
1 min read

There is nothing on this earth dearer to me

Than he

The one soaked in love

That he

Whom ladore

That he

Who dwells in me

He, who makes my world shine

He, my ecstasy

Whom I carried in my womb

A human mystery

That I will treasure to my tomb

My death will be peaceful

Because he, my son

Will be there to shut my eyes

That will carry myriad images

Of the caring, loving him!

 
 
 

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