Milk is spilled
Mixed with dirt
I am helpless

Not find compatibility
Find complement of
Your love angle
To become complementry angles

Let your love grow
In the womb of
Your faith

She is sitting inside me
Pulling out all the experiences

Which I went through
From billions of years

Piled up one upon other
Put so neatly
No confusion for her

What ever I wish
She pulls them out for me
Send in the form of signals

She is my soul

Today
Watching stars
In a dark clear starry night
Waiting for a shooting star
To wish for a wish
To bring you in my life

If you Make
Density of your personality
Too heavy
Our love will not grow
Love life will die
As in dead sea

I was lying on  the bed
"What happened mom"
Asked son

"Not feeling well "replied

He sat beside me
Held my hand
Started pressing my accupressure points

He knew it would comfort me

I closed my eyes
I was melted with few more
sad emotions
Which rolled down as tears
from the corners of eyes

He wiped them softly
And whispered
"Just relax
I am sitting here"

He started giving gentle strokes on my head
Gave a caressed kiss silently

I went to sleep

Next morning
I was fresh and light

I smiled
And sent a blessing
In  thee universe for him