Bride

come on ….

jump…jump……..

hit on my chest

with your lotus feet

Moony smiles echoed with anklet musics

Only one Moon not in the sky but in my hands , I saw

My little cute how beautiful you were like a Rain bow Butterfly

Flying from hands to hands with out landing except in your mother’s lap

Child hood memories still not faded from our memories , my little cute is going to leave us as  Bride

( dedicated to parents  )

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