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Requiem for a motherless child
oh! gentle breeze! flow past my fingers
to caress the meadow,
Wash my fair feet, silver stream
as you whisper to the pebbles,
watch my face as you float white clouds!
high up in the blue, blue sky,
smile at me, wave to me, spring flowers,
and not mock at my golden hair
under my straw hat!
I am nature, I am a beauty of creation too
and as much part of you!
love fills me with desire to bring forth to you,
my innermost longing- a child!
give me a caress, give me a kiss,
hug me with passion, anoint me
with your secret magic potions,
just make me a mother!
I am alone.
I am a motherless child!
Copyright ©
Krish Radhakrishna
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