Dr. P. K. Verma Poems

Today my mother
Came to my house
With lots of blessing
And full of good wishing
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Indeed, that’s a miracle, her beauty is too bright
To fade it, nobody has to dare to might
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On the eve of Independence day
She was selling flags on the road
Very dark in complexion
At the edge of starvation
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Her beautiful lips
Her intoxicating lips
Often I miss them
I miss the sweetest honey in them
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O death! You are my loyal friend
So let's shake hands each other
I greet you with open arms
And sing songs in your favour
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She was a dream full of romance and love,
Always, she came to me like a dove,

She lives in my heart with fresh smile,
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A beautiful evening
I reached there
Where she was working
She was surprised to see
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She was lying
Bleeding and crying
She lost her little son
In a car accident
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Today, at six am
After having a pleasant bath
In shower, and
A cup of hot tea
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While the time of my college
Her house… near the road
I often watched the window
The brown one with sun-beams
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