My daughter Yuvi

Tried Sketching after 1.5 years.

MY MOM

I stood there alone in the centre of the crowd,

That indicted and howled at me so loud,

Helplessly I stood gawking at the ground,

Feeling more lonely than now it sounds,

Suddenly on me, I felt a warm touch,

I turned to see who loved me so much,

“MOM” I cried feeling an ease at heart,

And ran into her welcoming open arms,

I hugged her tight, closing my eyes,

Deafeningly, like a tot, I cried,

After a few, moment or so,

I lifted my head and nobody I saw,

Not a soul there with a negative vibe,

As if it never happened in my life,

I then looked into my mom’s eyes,

A godly grace I notice in them, this time,

I fell back into her warm loving hands,

‘I love you ma’, I whispered in her ears.

N.B-> HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY MA!

Tell me Why?

Earth was born and life escorted

From microbes to humans we sprouted,

Jungles to cities and wild to mild,

We changed the world for us to survive,

What is in this that God disliked?

That He preferred to destroy and make us cry.

. He was the One, who made us Feeble,

But we survived and proved capable.

Through floods and fire, He shows His anger,

Accompanying it with a land that shivers,

With morning hearts and bleeding souls,

Loud and loud again His name we call.

Why aren’t our calls being heard?

Why isn’t He happy with us?

Shouldn’t He be happy that we survived?

With His creations we utilized.

Oh Dear Lord! Please do not kill us,

We are just your children who just need your Guidance.