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It's the lonely kid
Reformed, rebirth
Reborn... But I am not the chosen son
Not even the favorite boy!
Like oh why...!
Oh oh why...!
Writing weird lines again,
Writing weird lines!
Playing on-on
Kindergarten so so so!
boring without toys,
So it's swings and slides,
Mates sharing sandwiches
And girls shouting yew boys...!
Welcome to recess,
Where every kid has a break
Hehehe...!
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Refreshing feel of identifying with music in my life,
The mother’s voice still echoes sweet in all life’s strife’s.
She taught me to walk, run, dance and sing,
My mother still stands strong in love and vigor in my life.
Kindergarten, the start of knowledge in life,
Where Mini, Lakshmy, Susan, Shoba and Meera,
Still shines as star's in my day- to-day life,
Keeping those memories and blooming together.
School days, are times that stays vivid in mind,
Friends that evoked passions of love still impress,
Susan Bindu, Jaya, Brinda, and Manju remained firm,
Even when life made new meanings,connections endured.
College saw, mixed platter, though women who stayed in unit
More in day- to-day life in Bindu, Geeta, Asha, Raji and Vinith,
Patterns of Lost love, admiration's, hero worship,list stands long,
However, for me it was a distressing lullaby of hearts .
Life showed me, women stand strong above all
As I carry endless power of strength, mind and heart,
when I finds myself and knows where I remain in life!
So I stand tall and represent myself as women.
Love never lost its footprints along the line,
I am a woman in Love,being loved and cherished
I knows deep in my heart that i am contend,
Hearts grew deep in love, known love and in Love.
I knew it right from the start, a moms heart
Holding my finger tight, I cradle you in my arms
Your smile and showed all your charms.
Heavens showered me the "Mom', role in prologue.
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