A Big Child Crying Poem by Otteri Selvakumar

Otteri Selvakumar

Otteri Selvakumar

13, santhiyappa street, otteri, chennai-600012, tamilnadu, s.india

A Big Child Crying

Rating: 2.7


At my child
Time...
my urine...
My motion...

Pass with
Your body
Spoil your dresses...
But...

You did not woory
You clean...
With me...
You kiss

With me...
With your eye and eyes...
Today
Your olde age day's...

I did not love to you...
I did not serve to you...
I did not obea with your word...
Without of love my dear mother...

Why...?
I don't the answer of words...!
Sorry...
This is one big child crying...!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Rajesh Kumar Vaid 03 December 2008

A very thoughtful poem about our mother. Our Indian ethos teach us that in Old age we should take care of our parents. Lovely poem Selva.

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Derrick Clark 14 May 2007

very nice poem, keep it up.

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Otteri Selvakumar

Otteri Selvakumar

13, santhiyappa street, otteri, chennai-600012, tamilnadu, s.india
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