When you calls mummaA 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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