Peek-a-Boo! Here's a small natural flow after what the country has witnessed in the last 3 days. I've written this from a very generalized POV.
You can read it from the eyes of a martyred soldier of today's time, or particularly from the sons of Pandavas after the war. All to their Mothers!
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My dearest Mother, why do I perceive rivers of tear droplets trickling against your dimples, soaked in the sable kohl that highlighted your shapely eyes and coursing down in the weight of intense despair?
Do you not remember that a streak of sorrow glimpsing your glorious face, shall strike me harshly than a thousand blows of Indra's Vajrayudha put together?
Maa, do you reminisce about that beautiful evening when you made us all sit around you in an asymmetrical circle, and fondly fed us in the mouth like a Mumma-bird feeding its chicks? You had told us, the Sun spreads life to its planet-family. Dear Maa, you are equal to a million Suns! And, We — your proud Sons!
Maa, You used to call me, your Moon! Why do you worry even a bit, when this Moon's first task at every dusk, is to watch your face! Isn't it easily possible from the skies?
How blessed am I, to be sacrificed while uplifting your honor?!
I am an anthem that sings your glory. Even if the song ends, it shall chant your fame in silence!
May I eternally long, to belong to you! Forever and beyond, I always am yours, and nothing more!
I am nowhere, but just within the slightest curve of your joyful smile! Please, never kick me away, with this melancholy!
- Shivaja
December 12, 2021 — 11:21 PM
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Wrote something after a very long time (❁´◡`❁)