Pure

On the special day of Daughters' day, I want to share this poem with my readers. Those bony and scrawny fingertips scrubbing and scouring every single piece of dust and soot nestled between my toes and puny soles imbues me with the moonlight sheen and the milky smell I was born with   You slowly and … Continue reading Pure

Who is a mother?

A friendly gentle face Laced with kindness and love showing and pouring her heart out to you Makes you feel be loved   A stern and a strict teacher who dispenses life lessons  will give you the toughest obstacles but will hold you when you fall Though she may have a sleek body frame but as athletic … Continue reading Who is a mother?