Pradheep Vi Std “B” Sec
Daily ,before my auto comes,
Oh mother , your bus unfortunately arrives.
When I return home from the school ,
When I see the house without any body ,
I feel as if there is nothing there.
When I recollect you who would certainly come before nine pm ,
And father who tries his best to come before eleven pm ,
In my school , alas , I get only a faint image.
Nowadays Tom and Jerry and POGO TV have become very boring
The snacks on the fridge and your voice in cell phone, has become drab.
Oh mother How is it that you who know how to decorate the drawing room,
Do not understand me who is longing for your smooth touch?
Like you who knows how to post phone your home work to Sundays,
I also have understood how to post phone my anguishes and desires.
Using loving words the maid who looks after me ,
Has become my temporary mother,
At that time I feel that it is better for me to be her son
To make others understand that I am your son,
You boast with others that I study well and score high marks
But what are you going to do to make me feel,
That You are my mother.