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The leaves lurk away, from a beautiful word,
carved in stones, laid beneath.
The word that infused and nurtured,
him with her love, her blood
How his changed priorities had
crippled a beautiful relationship,
with his aged father and Mother!
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Blood, Cripple, Lurk
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touching words!
ReplyDeleteThank You Sandra.
DeleteSad and true...liked it a lot.
ReplyDeleteThank You Shweta :)
DeleteSad and well written :)
ReplyDeleteHeart Touching words
ReplyDeleteThanks Yogi!
DeleteHeart warming.. strikes a chord, Ekta. Harsh reality of where so many relationships stand today ...
ReplyDeleteThanks Arti. I see this quite prevalent in our societies. No matter how educated, independent, evolved we are getting these days, travelling across seas, achieving business results, we are yet to nurture our relationships esp during the time of it's needs.
Deleteheart wrenching that he forgot his mother and father because of life's demands
ReplyDeleteAnd unfortunately, parents still love them dearly. I wonder where our societies are heading to.
DeleteIt happens too often. Though provoking poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks Rallentanda.
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