Suvin S V Poems

Giving the pain of love
Separating the relation with womb
Cushioned on mom’s bosoms
High in the palms of father
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If her caress erase your sorrows,
She is called 'Mom'
If her words makes you comfortable,
She is called 'Sister'
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We might have seen each other,
We might have travelled together,
We might have worked for the same goal,
We might have shared our thoughts,
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When I first saw her,
I didn't notice any charisma,
When I first heard her,
I didn't find it soothing
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