"Mother Does Not Say" Poem by Salahuddin Tehmin

There is a morning break, there is a sun rising
There are busy people, there are also rush people
There are restless tired, broken dreams,
Just you do not have a mother.
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Mildness of grief comes in soft tones, sadness
Filled with fragrant aroma, filled with huffs in the chest
After moving away, the cloud covered the sky
Who will live the ball?
There is no night to wake up, there are sleeping moons
There are many people, there are lively friends
Your amalin memory is also surrounded
Just you do not have a mother.