Mother and sister
My mother and sister,
beloved ones for me,
without them I can’t survive
in this world when I am not with them.
Mother and siter,
sleeping together on the bed,
Forgetting all their works,
Getting lost in their own dreams.
My mother prepares me everything,
while my sister still sleeps.
She does not speak to me,
but she loves me from her heart.
My world is colourless without them,
Doing nothing without their support.
My world lies at my mother’s feet,
The other world is in my sister’s eyes.
This poem was written/submitted by Pushkar Bisht.
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