What is your gain?
Giving me this much pain.
How come you never see,
How much i miss you?
My yearnings for your touch,
Weren't you even touched?
My legs have bitten their toes
As my hopeless hope folds.
That sparkle in the eye
Others see in their mother's eye,
That warm touch of warmth,
And the prayers for wealth,
When do I get my share?
Where is mother to care?
I'll prefer to hawk water
To living without my mother.
I've grown of jealousy,
Seeing that one-big family.
I keep on wondering,
What will mother be doing?
Though the thought i'm motherless,
I have never let made me feel less,
For I think my mother would reject
And tell me to go for the best.
But all I can do is just think,
I dont know how it feels
To be with your mom,
But to be without one, ...
I can tell of the feelings,
In a million different pieces.
This is the pain in me,
Which no drug can kill.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem....with powerful rhyme and rhythmn....liked by me