ARE YOU LISTENING, MA?

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 ARE YOU LISTENING, MA?
Ma! You often used to ask me
Babli, why are you so silent
Usher something
Give vent to your thought
Knock at the door of mind
Open it with sound of your words.
I am vocal now
But you are not here
To listen me.
Caravan of thoughts
That you left behind
In my mind
I promise you
To let it move
On and on
Viewing your glimpse
In whole Universe.
I will pen-craft
Spontaneous flow of
My thoughts
Like a stream of pure water.
My silence has vocalized.
But, are you listening Ma?


DEDICATED TO FOND MEMORY OF OUR DEPARTED MOTHER

Rajni Chhabra


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