'poem'
It must be the breast milk,
When I am a child of silk.
It must be my mother,
If I need care and affection.
It must be my father,
To protect me from dangers.
It must be my teacher,
To protect me from evils.
It must soothe my mind,
If I am in trouble.
It must be a remainder,
If I am overjoyed.
It must be a comforter,
If I am uncomfortable.
It must be a boxer,
To knock out my weakness.
It must be a fish swimmer,
Swims with me to the treasure.
It must be my supporter,
If my legs begin to fall.
It must be a beginner,
If something strikes my mind.
It must be a consoler,
If I was hurt by someone more.
It must be a partner,
In all my failures to share.
It must be my enemy,
Make me ready to share my 'Ego'.
Finally, it must be a Tsunami,
To take me to the pool of death.
It must be here with others,
To enjoy the greatness of thoughts!
Litty Lokanath
Copyright © Litty Lokanath | Year Posted 2016
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