My Names
My Names
Four nicknames ran easily on childhood.
One good name stands all along.
Two nick names were shed off in course of time.
Three names went enough strong.
One nick name ran well in maternal field,
second in Dad’s family.
Outer world chooses always good name,
that good name rests happily.
Elders have now started to leave the world.
My nick names going obsolete.
Only good name to represent forward,
Waiting for command ‘Delete.’
01/0717
Copyright © Anisha Dutta | Year Posted 2017
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