O'my Papa O' My Mama Poem by Sadashivan Nair

O' my papa O' my mama,
When ye fight,
For thy rights;
Tears roll out,
From bottom of my heart;
When ye pursue custodial right,
Don't realize how much pain
I endure;
With no Papa there is no Mama;
Nature too is strange,
If Pop is seed, the Mom is glebe;
My birth bestows both,
The name as Mom and Pop;
Blood in pain seeps from heart,
When ye quarrel for egoistic wish,
Cornering my thoughts and wish;
I am from you and part of you,
Preserve my entity,
So I re-knot your loosen knot;
I feel warmth and comfort,
In midst of both;
I am a bridge,
Connects both ends;
O' my papa O' my mama,
You gave gave me birth,
Need ye both in my world;


© Sadashivan Nair