TO TRYING TO PAY THE CREDIT FOR MY MOTHERS' MILK THAT I WAS FED AND FOR EVRYTHING THAT SHE GAVE ME I DEDICATE THIS POEM FOR HER BY MY OWN WORDS. I KNOW I CAN'T PAY THAT CREDIT TILL THE END OF THIS UNIVERSE.
Mother who was the fountain of the love as i'm being your LOVELY son ON the day when you get the Buddha Hood (enlightment) I'll come ....as the prince 'Rahula' who follows you for your umbrage hanging on ur arm ....
making milk disolving the moon remember you...sprinkled my face with that milk.... remember how i was lull by your lullaby like a divine spell
bringing a life from a life and giving the strength and cheer to that life brought me up... you dear mom
rember ur voice,, how you called me 'my sweet son' remeber your sweet smell as it was applied by a dream please call me once 'my dear son' i'll come even to the hell for your love ...my dear mom
SORRY HAVEN'T ENOUGH WORDS IN MY VOCABULORY TO EXPLAIN MOTHER'S LOVE......
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DID SOME NASTY/MISCHIEVOUS THINGS IN 2007.....