The Sun is red and dim
Oh! You river; are you red?
Or it is the Sun who paints
you Red in it's own colours?
Look at those two Poor
A mother and her child.
Are they in deep sleep
Sitting beside the wall?
Look how she keeps her child
close to her heart- It is Love.
Oh! Mother God please take care
Of this mother as your child.
Look at their gentle smile,
Look at their love, Oh! You
War-mongers stop that nasty sound,
They are now in peaceful slumber.
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Motherhood
PoetryIt's a poem based on the love and affection of a mother for her child. In today's world where people are lusting for power and supremacy how it got blood strained.
