child
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The Woman before my Breath
In cradle of mother’s arm, A child finds pure solace and warmth, She watched her grow beneath her skin, An uncrowned queen,with a web of emotions! A soul full of grace,benignity and affection, Who is my guide in time of thorns, Mother dear mother, the years have been long, Since I ate your halwa,which was…
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Dangers of World
My child you are like petals of rose before dawn, As you step beyond these sheltered glass walls, And venture into world where wolves in sheep’s mask enthralls, Be cautious all that glitters not gold as wise men informed, In web of screens where strangers often are, Hides dangers masked in kindness that no youth…
uzmasaad 