by Kirti V | Jun 29, 2026 | Poetry
Hey dear mother, The clothes hanging up high, Seem to be enjoying more than us. Don’t they look free and relaxed, Whereas, we are struggling. Struggling to find a roof over our head, Call a piece of land as our own Or even claim that we belong to a...
by Kirti V | Jun 29, 2026 | Poetry
Oh! What was our fault, tell me my mother, That ousted we’re , from our country so dear? We didn’t ask for fight, nor revolution, Neither power, bloodshed, nor any loss. All we wanted was, just a peaceful place, Where only love prevailed amongst...
