When the sun comes nature smiles when the moon comes darkness cries but at happy and sorrow, at misery and grievence you are their mother following like the shadow all the way, looking after me till the grave the beauty of my motherland is none compared to any other land the purity of your love is more precious than sacred amruta the kindness of your heart, cannot be expressed as the universe is vast GOD should hate having created you so great the diamond that shines becomes lazy before your eyes But today the glory of my mother becoming prey for other everyone have their way , vampires have their sway none to see your welfare, everywhere became warfare But.....................................mother my eyes search for you my mind thinks of you and my heart beats for you.................forever.................................forever.......
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