The days are unhurriedly figuring towards you With pilling the punch of sins in my fate I know you have seen my all sinning in live But are all when curiosities and powers are on young Now nothing left on my coin to purchase gift for you And am not brave enough to enter your door, I saw much bereavement across my experiencing stays Now times are nearing to me and my parents But ere you love me and call me to yours world Let me share my heart of achieving goals to you I am poor but life in semi orphan made me in poorer Like others I got dad but I am unsavory to his reputation My mom, victim of all sins with the tears of all sufferings Still in the world of penury disrespecting in her age But my Mors! Her actions of sins are all because of me So I will try my true dedication of son to my mom My mom is Buddhist but knows not about Buddha Her daily dedication through morning offering By simple water seems to be going in vain But still she has a g
If there is no education there is no journey ahead.