Think Before You Criticise Your Children
She listened to her mother talking
Her mother was as usual criticising her in front of all
As her mother went on and on
girls sadness was clearly evident on her face
It was pricking her deep inside
She felt bad and useless
She wished she could change herself
But certain things were beyond her control.
She couldn't study for long hours
It was not her nature
She was introverted, she wouldn't know what to talk
She couldn't change herself despite best efforts
She felt she was the cause of her mother's miseries
She wanted to die but lacked courage to do so
One thoughtless act of mother
Left many scars on tender heart
These scars will remain for ever
She will never feel good about self
She will never be confident of self
Forever scared of talking with mother,
especially about her mistakes
Trying to hide them.
A fearful, sad and depressed mind will roam about lifeless
Doing her chores to the best of her ability
Copyright © Rama Balasubramanian | Year Posted 2020
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