Crawled up in a corner, In middle of a panic attack, Comes an imaginary flashback My father tearing up the letters In more than a thousand pieces And yelling on my mother, “Now, this is your only family.” When she was about to post Some handwritten letters Scribbled on a scented paper The letters that never reached Her family and friends Who might have been … Continue reading My Mother’s Curse
She was born & cursed, insulted restricted, abused and, exploited but she thrived coz she was created with a piggybank of courage Every time she sees her mother smile while weeping in her sorrows Every time she is able to drive away the bullies inside and outsside Every time she turns a deaf ear to all the taunts and doubts Every time she lends her … Continue reading Piggybank of courage
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