My Mother

 Dear mother !

I can feel

What you have been through.

While I was struggling to

Come to the earth

I knew it was my birth.

You were being burnt,

You were being beaten,

You were being torn, thrown and hit

By the PEOPLE'S MOVEMENT

Against the Panchayat

For the multiparty democracy.

For few years

You could feel peace.

Ufff !! Not again!

Janayuddha, so called people's war

Twelve years,

Again PEOPLE'S MOVEMENT,

Strike, corfew, tyre, smoke

I cant imagine how you could survive.

Constitution, border blockade,

We starved, struggled.

But you

Never changed,

Your love never changed.

Always placid, 

Always cool.

My dear mother,

Dont you panic?

I love you mother.