When you calls mumma

When you calls mumma

A Poem by Barkha Rani

Thy footsteps
When it comes to my ears
My heart is shifting up
When calls you Mumma,
You are her little hands
My cheeks are touching,
The touch of your beloved
She is in my heart is filled,
Your naughty little escapade
I have a lot of laugh
Seeing the tears in your eyes
My eyes are moist
you have not found me
Whenever you calling me
My heart is shifting up
When calls you Mumma,
Your dear sweet things
My heart imitates
My heart goes silent
Whenever you are silent
Behind you are part
Half my life is gone
You see the joy on the face
Erases all my tiredness
Whenever you are away
Voice puts me
My heart is shifting up
When Mumma calls me
Seeing you sick
In my heart is moved,
You injury
He is giving me pain
You make sweet, sweet face
I'm surprised there are
At the slightest fear
Is hidden in my lap
Seeing me in front
When you get ran away
My heart is shifting up
When Mumma calls me
When these daughters are married
House is empty, streets are lonely
little dolls are such a big
they move away from
Remember, there is a lot of them
in-Laws come from all of a sudden ,
Whenever you put the voice from back
My heart is shifting up
When Mumma calls me

© 2017 Barkha Rani


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Added on February 3, 2017
Last Updated on February 3, 2017