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.
1 waqt tha ap k message aise ate the jaise kisi ne ap k sar pe pistol rakha howa hai
aur wo ap se message karwa raha hai magr ab lagta hai k us ne goli mar di.
