I speak not
As I feel
Speaking is not essential
Silence speaks for itself
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I was born to a home
Where every body calls it Mr.X's home
I was married to a Home
Where everybody calls it Mr.Y's home
...
What and how
Can I define
And give a meaning
When I look
...
Dear
I love you
But ÝOU' are not you
YOU'' are that beauty
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Oh Mother
I am
That daughter of yours
Who you see
...
Though winged
I am caged
I flutter my wings
As if to fly
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Perchance I happened to meet
One editor of a newspaper big
In conversation I told him
About my interest in writing
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Where was I?
I rose from null
And one day
Vanish into void
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My life sails
Pass by, the days, months and years
Who keeps their records?
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Me, the earth
You see my beautiful face
The beautiful sky and greeneries
Lovely flowers and sweet chirping birds
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