My phone call

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A daily talk that slaps you back
It’s not a joke to reply softly,
am done with searching
for what you want me to have,
can’t say how times difficult
as it may hurt you than my pain,
waiting is an answer I think
when none of them who never
looks back to walk my way!

He who listens to everything I talk,
Next to you is my cuddling sister
combs my hair to make it long,
hey you who troubles mine eldest
I adore you than you reacts,
without all them I walk alone
forgetting to dream us here,
Mom I feel not perfect
without everyone of you
who love all my imperfections!

Rtr. Hashini Akurana