• vaibhavmane_1997 36w


    You pampered me a lot, when I was young
    Now I feel alone even in concourse,
    Even in noise I hear a silence.

    You never left my hand, when I was young
    Now I walk alone and choose my path,
    Even I'm good enough but failed in life math.

    When I was young, you held me tight,
    When I used to be afraid at the night.

    When I fall down, I stand again with hope,
    With an unfailing attitude to cope.
    The safer place is your womb,
    When people make me gloom.

    Ohh dear mom you made me stand firm,
    To stand alone in difficult term...

    -Vaibhav mane