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hafiz qasim


Mother


Nurtured soul in mother's lap
harbinger of justice equality of freedom
freedom which didnot shrugg off its polymath
And instinctual balm in natural freedom
In milk ducts that never so oft be thought
Have its lovely chain like a sickle to prune the hedges
like a dandy and bamboo hut's idiom
unto you is liking of ferocious bestial habits
unto her is no swindle or implausible medium
The coexistence has got the manly cohabit
The habitat has no shades of womanly podium
Me think Tis wellness so possessed
Into the colorisation of Godly wisdom

Submitted: Saturday, November 23, 2013

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