Love Song, By JH Sayyar

 

Love Song

By JH Sayyar

 

7
O Mom, I leave my dolls at your home
My brothers, sisters, ankles and friends 
Leave all behind with sobs and sighs
I go alone with bitter and sweet trends

Babyhood, my sports never comes back
Till my death,  my youth will die soon
Getting married; far away my town
In dream about my childhood I croon

O Mom.  Do pray for my life ease
A naughty child  in your cute eyes
Cannot forget the songs of cradle
All nights you listen to my cries

O Mom, where are my baby toys?
My heart weeps; eyes full of tears
O Mom I lose; all joys in my brain
I recall when my heart full of fears