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The children always part their ways when they grow. Not because they don't love parents but because they feel no body understands them. They can't get over their emotions,  they can't see what they have yet not imagined. 
A parent knows the behavior isn't a mistreat, it is just that s/he is drowning in emotions. May what happen a parent can't leave, coz this is the time when the child really needs them.
A promise that a parent always keeps:



When the pearl is floating upon salty water. 
I shall be there before it dribbles down. 

When ever a spark is triggering the axon. 
I shall be there to stifle before destruction. 

When faults come crawling  to tremble. 
I shall be there to clasp and embrace.

When the star of hope is conking out. 
I shall be there to lay hold of.

When the forlorn creeper is longing for support.
I shall be there till the last drop of blood.

When walking through the mist in dense dark forest. 
I shall be there to pave the way n make sure that nothing bothers. 

When Shying away in the eclipse. 
I shall be there to remove obstruction to see you gleaming  like the Sun .


When the regret pours down like rain. 
I shall be there to jump beside in puddle n make the sorrow faint. 


WORD REFERENCE :

Dribbles :  To move downwards in a thin flow
Axon: Nerve fibre that conducts electrical impulses
Stifle: To stop something happening
Faults : Cracks in the earth's crust along which there is movement.
Tremble: Shake in fear
Clasp: A firm hold with the hands or arms. 
Lay hold off: To hold
Forlorn: Not cared for
Conk out: Completely lose functionality.

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