"Abraham Lincoln--
All that I am, or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel mother".
the heart cries
When I,
Seeing tears in my mother's eyes,
the heart cries.
Sob wiped tears from her eyes.
Sleeps on her lap and is milked.
sitting on her lap and
knows the world,
lovingly kissing around on the cheek.
Seeing tears in my mother's eyes,
the heart cries.
© 2021 Debashis Baruah
Boys cry in their hearts without other people knowing it. I have said this from my feelings. I think this has happened to many boys.
I want to say some of the things that I feel through in these sentences.
This poem also tries to explain some of the facts that go ahead with human life and how nature has helped them and how people are treating it.
The poem describes the introduction of rain and the profits and losses by it.
The Feelings Of Morning is a poem. This poem attempts to highlight the sweet form of nature of the morning time of my feelings.
"I Waiting", this is a poem. Here I try to write describing what I am waiting for.
