JAha Raha hai Mera SMS , Na jane Kya Gul Khelaye Ga ?
Pyar Se Parha jaye ga ya Bina dekhe Delete Ho jaye ga
ager delte na hoga tu ek reply zaror aye ga
A mother serves her sugar with
A bit of peppermint
To clarify the passages
That carry what she meant
When she first set to bear a soul
Quite separate from her own,
Whom she would cherish, yet must teach
To live and die alone.
