More Ache Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

How many children around?
They are all found
At once place and living together
All are living without father and mother

How could they leave new born?
The dogs could have eaten?
Anything could have happened
To be called later on as orphaned

My eyes turned wet
When visited place to celebrate date
Of my late mother
With food's offer

"Where is my mom" little boy came near
I just felt sad and shivered with fear
How child can spend time without dear one?
Some of the charitable work is certainly done

But what about love and affection
How could be maintained holy relation?
That only mother and father can provide
I felt more ache and could not hide