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The Heart Cries

I am a writer of poems short stories and short articles on the feeling of nature.

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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.

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© 2021 Debashis Baruah

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