To Mother

To mom – Dear mom……… For love my every tear Outcasted, conspirated humiliated to bear They are creator of this scene On this platform at midnight My agony my misery Even in lighted room can not grasp Fumble like blind for fact Nothing conspicuous in litracy Then why mourn for blindness Even walking with sophisticated modesty Nothing relevant happens. So I tried to smother my hopes, my dreams first. Dear mother….. Now who will caress my head to calm down Those burning thoughts Creator of show more impatient to show Us pitiable and humiliated. More pathetic And whose who morbid audience Sobbing with kerchief for this great mischief To forget next moment If barred to show scars and signs of twitched Heart with mental war Deep deep heart is enough to express all We are so wise and genius to review this plight And measure the wounds of rape in solitude Now this phenomenal lonliness Soothing itself with words Nobody hear my this lunatic monolouge Would i Overcome it without you?