TEARS OF SOUL Oh ! God how she bear the rain of tears She spent all those precious moments for many years Hear heart is weeping urging to God She is on the earth ,her son is near lord Rock may melt ,sun and moon tears dried Her tears crying before dried O ! She is worldly woman with soft sweet heart Now her temple is empty without soul Her son was her dream and goal Ah ! My heart is so sad ,my mystic eyes can't stop tear Oh !God you are so kind but how such pain she can bear A mother is as a corpse weeping urging to God What was her fault ? Why he snatched her soul so early He was her eye on the olden age as lovely Broken pieces of mother heart are calling lovely sun Demanding give her that gun INDIA 05-05-2019 ©® ASHOK KUMAR NEW BASTI BARAUT BAGHPAT UP 250611 Beautiful poem by ASHOK KUMAR INTERNATIONAL POET FROM BARAUT BAGHPAT
