Mum asked what you doing love; she said “I am changing mum”
“The mundane life is making me numb”
She wants to show what she got, so she changed
With the tears in her eyes she left
Whom she loved is now in her womb
At 18 she already feels like in a tomb
All she did was crying and lying
Why did she do it? Now she is prying
Her eyes are dry and the tears are gone
Everywhere she goes she has to shun
“Mum I’m changin’…hope you’ll get me
Sick of this life I want to be free
So I’m gone, say my …
love to my bro
I am trying to live and grow”
Its cold outside everything is freezing
She still can’t understand why is she changing?????
Never in her life had she felt so low
He got into her life and now that’s a blow
This ain’t gonna continue…
These days I really miss u
Those songs you sang for me now they fade
Why did this happen to me? I always prayed
Hey mum I am stopping now
Will write to you later. Ciao
8 thoughts on “A LETTER TO MY MUM”
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U think so.At age 18, no son or daughter is able to express his or her feelings. Interesting observation. When u are in pain and suffer a lot, it doesnt matter wat age u are, u share ur feeling. A toddler does it by crying and a grown up does with words and by expressing emotions.
At 18, i dont think u can count urself as someone incapable of sharing your feelings.
MUM shud be gr8. Giving birth at age so early that her fan writes a poem on her age 18 story. Nice catchup. I have never seen any son/daughter who could so fairly express detail of MOM about age 18, what she did, how she wept, how she got to tomb.
Hey Anup! I didn’t understand your poem but sounds interesting! Hey hey kiddin’ gr8 composition. Keep it up! Malai yesto yesto lekhnai aaudaina 🙁