His words tremble
His smile is weak
He folds his arms
His actions are bleak

No eye contact
He drags his feet
I hear his inner voice
I hear him weep

He needs a touch
His not asking for much
A stroke through his hair
Cuddles that are sincere

A lap or a chest
A home, a safe nest
A place of care
Someone to wipe his tear....

I wonder whats its like to stop
I wonder whats its like to love
I wonder whats its like to be loved
I wonder whats its like to have no one
I wonder and know buts I'm wondering that too

Not just yesterday I met her
Since ages I'm trying to get hold of her
So cold, so heartless she seems to be
The evilest of all she sounds to me
I'm scared and wish never to meet her
And stay away in order to cheat her
But helpless I seem in all my efforts
When only I step towards my mirror.

The sky went white as milk.
The thorns grew wider.
Thorns stabbed her body.
She could not go any further.
Release her soul from the little cub's body.
Let her spirits roam the mountain.
Take her. Take her to the bear.
The mouth widened and teeth came down on her.
She leaned willingly into the mouth of breath and pain.
It ate her childhood and made her a bear.
Silence reigned in agony and darkness.
The trails of her footprints ended there.
She remembered the scents of mornings, of blood, and stones.
She had understood the whisper of the winds.
She swam into the river with little fishes.
She danced under the juniper tree.
She talked to the birds above.

She felt mud breathe.
The mountain was hers.

“Mother, eat my childhood”
“Make me a woman”.

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