Ishan Vajpeyi Poems

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1.
My Mothers

They toil hard day and night,
working their hands very fast for a future extremely bright.

They don't complain, although their hands remain stained.
Their hands get cut, still they bear the pain.
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2.
No More Beautiful

The ever changing ocean,
playing with its myriads of tides,
reflecting the color of those blue eyes
no more beautiful than her supple mind.
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