The love of a mother
In this forest, Wheremy body lies
Deep and sound, you see demise.
A painful,yet, beautiful.
Quick and impatient was it.
I am you, but you are not me.
I loved you, and you loved me.
Raised you, taught you but now, you are free
Travel!
Travel in this desolate land
Rage or bow but never be offend!
The end and the start
Alone, but not lonely.
Only eternal and heavenly.
I knoweth thee shalt caterwauling
But h're i standeth high-lone and lonely
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Meaning of last line:-
I know you will cry but her I stand high aloof and all alone.
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Poems
PoetryPoems written by me...On wattpad, Most of the poems I saw were not of my taste, But definitely need recognition. Anyway I will randomly Update my poems.
