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<\/a>Keshav Nepal<\/strong> Dear oh Mother ! Since you parted, And when I had my turn to bear You never gave me a chance to hold your last breadth, I wish you lived for hundred more years, Had only the cruel God spared thee free! Know you not how much your children miss, Exhausted are our tears so we bow, 28\/7\/1994<\/strong> Dedicated to our dear lovely mom<\/em><\/strong>: Writer<\/p>\n <\/p>\n
\nUSA<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nGloomy are my days, away is the happiness darted.
\nWhat the burden! What the pain!
\nDid you bear, just to make me gain !<\/p>\n
\nThe burdens, pains and tears as my dear,
\nYou are gone the way of no return,
\nFare the well !! Oh mother, fare the well.<\/p>\n
\nFor,\u00a0 angel were you sent by god to tread,
\nSo never wanted thou, your son to be in mess,
\nWith largest bowl of thanks, fare thee well.<\/p>\n
\nTo guide me right and sooth me in fears.
\nPoor me! Being short fate, can\u2019t help envying others,
\nFor, live they with sweetest and loveliest mothers.<\/p>\n
\nLast drop of happiness would the world squeeze unto me.
\nMother! Why didn\u2019t you live? Your son\u2019s charms to see,
\nThough smoulders\u00a0 he, still smug to be a Refugee.<\/p>\n
\nFilthy was the force that snatched our bliss.
\nThat awesome thing, couldn\u2019t stand to see,
\nBabies being loved by their noble bee.<\/p>\n
\nIn respect to our mother in memories of row.
\nFraudest of deals made HE,
\nGood bye mother, Fare to thee!!!!<\/p>\n
\n SJC, Darjeeling<\/strong><\/p>\n<\/h1>\n