With My Luggage In Dream Poem by Pushkar Bisht

With my luggage in dream,
I walk out of my home
I meet my parents,
Brother and sister.

Tears make my face wet,
My heart cries a lot,
This is the most painful scene,
Shaking my deep soul.

O father and mother,
I take my farwell from you,
Please give me a nice farewll,
So that I can succeed in my mission.

My life is from you,
Your lives are from me,
How can we ever be separate?
My soul is also given by you.

I must be back one day,
To hug both of you with love,
O father and mother,
Please don't cry for me.