Dear Mother

Apr 11, 2023

1 min read

By Vibhuti Narang

All the procurements you make,

All the things that you do,

They are the icing on a cake

That compels me to say love you too

And more

For you gave birth to this roar

Who tries to enliven anything she can gather

Reminiscing the everlasting scent of your lather.

You are a muse

Who never fails to amuse.

The nectar of your eyes

Is my healing force in disguise.

By Vibhuti Narang

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