My mother was dead when I was born.
You purchased me and brought me at your home
your wife always treated me like her son
and your son always loved me as his younger brother.
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Your love is now scattered on the soil darkness is increasing I am feeling pains in breathing....sparkling expression! A beautiful poem! Thanks dear sir for sharing...10
A thought provoking poem beautifully crafted. A vivid portrayal of a manipulative man. A well executed write.
Darkness is increasing! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.