Sorry, I can't
Keep my mother
I can't speak
My mother.
No matter
Problem is not here
I know you are
Far away
I know you are
So busy now a days
You are independent
You are sovereign
You are separate.
But it is disgrace
When you are going to
Insult your mother
And situation tempts
Her to cry, feel dejected
And defeated
Your apologetic smile
Is worthless and of no use.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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