Aftab Alam (15 th April 1967 / PRASTOLI, DORANDA, RANCHI, JHARKHAND, INDIA)
Baby and the breast
Gazing the Mama’s breast with tender greed
With curiosity, baby sucks the artificial nipple
'The feeding bottle’ and kicks the pram with cry
'Unheard whispers, lord! I must be breast fed’
The Great mother to maintain the beauty and youth
And texture of Girlish look, didn't cared, a folly
Of thought that kills the legitimate right of a baby.
‘Crime of murdering thousands of babies without breast
Suckling must suck the breast to ease the pain, O baby
Mother must offer you a lap and the breast, a love levy.
I will plead for thy cause baby, heaven nedtar must you have
I prithee, O Lord! Neglected baby’s mom’s sack, a wavy
Ah, who says slowly- slowly we are becoming wild!
Wild, a loving creature, they love and feed the baby
Should we called a wild? Why to blame lovely wild?
As we discarded the nature and so if nature then, . all piled
O Mother, thy love and care is a charity on to humanity
If ye will not care to me, who will care you for infirmity
Worry not, thy youth is youth forever and ye are the mother
Is there anything on earth more beautiful than a mother?
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