I dreamt about my own little place
inside your
selfish world-
I created
life and I nurtured it,
I pledged to
devote my heart
to your
beats.
I loved
every form of your existence,
watching you
close, caring for you.
I even
reached the acme of perfection,
became the
moment of your pride.
But then
someone swallowed it – the dream!
It was gone,
so was I.
Why could
not I live the dream?
Why could not
I live?
Look me in
the eyes and hold the sight,
Don’t you
wish me too?
Me- the
mother, the daughter, the giver.
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