hello little angel...... the lullaby i sing little one doesnt ring... when i learnt those numbers to tingle softs.... i plannned you come later... and so little one hear your dear momma sing its work and play with you and me... i can write a soft for the moon get it on your cute horison in a tiny monitor... the moon can even sing my grandmothers famous lullabies.... but i have to be away little one while someone care for you....... and thats called career love your nappies fresh the bottles all filled oh what do i do with those dripping tops? my heart keeps a singing and longing with love i chose it wrong ? the software ... does it belong..? your rosy cheeks your dimpled chin makes me want to live within...... the career time limit a life time your gurgles and soft turns... yours hurts and wails your crawling step trails do i long to be with you.... my heart is trying to forget a cute little picture your smile when you drink moma's milk a little dripping down your cheeks... and twinkling eyes... and get on with my soft programme... dear dear little one understand? my plight to be with you for you and you alone...? sathya my sister sunkan asked me to pen a poem but does it rhyme.?..no...i hope at least it rings in your heart.... athya
hey sathya, that was a fast one, may be u should have taken sometime if you felt u have not done justice sometime the message is conveyed..dont worry akka
Wow those wordings are so touching great work Sathya. It is so simple and so meaningful. Understand my plight to be with u and you alone. great ya and even the mother's milk one great. The whole poem is marvellous. God Bless such lovly poets
hello aruna glad you liked my `poem' i know send HIM over... will be glad to meet HIM ...haha a god right from cairo to india to bless feeling poets... and tell him he will have quite a few to bless....! sathya
Hahahahaha that will be great if only I could wake them and send them to u. As u find only mummy's here then God's who are sleeping from last 5000yrs. And I am sure they will wake up........... hearing the poems of such lovly poets in our Indus ladies forum
hello aruna thanks those thousand years are enough sleep wake up dear mummies... get a wand from dear god and go about blessing... and start from cairo aruna... ahaha sathya
nice poem Sathya, message conveyed is fully understood, the plight of the working mothers portrayed well. sriniketan