o my sweetheart where had you been,
This pleasant weather was about to swing.
The gusty winds reminds me of something bad,
Which makes my soul shudder like the torn curtains of an old hut.
Please don’t leave your mother alone,
I know every time my expression of love was failure prone.
Don’t go outside barefooted,
Because you might get hurt in the stampede.
This world is very brutal,
Always step forward only after the almighty’s approval.
I can’t be with you forever,
But my heart always preys to god that, all the joy and delight be bestowed upon you like shower.
This pleasant weather was about to swing.
The gusty winds reminds me of something bad,
Which makes my soul shudder like the torn curtains of an old hut.
Please don’t leave your mother alone,
I know every time my expression of love was failure prone.
Don’t go outside barefooted,
Because you might get hurt in the stampede.
This world is very brutal,
Always step forward only after the almighty’s approval.
I can’t be with you forever,
But my heart always preys to god that, all the joy and delight be bestowed upon you like shower.
mothers are great .....truly said.....
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