Hey mom I am feeling alone,
missing you missing the home,
I am in fear mother do you know?
Once again I want a nap in your lap,
want the warmth of your womb,
No I can't talk to you on the phone,
I might cry after hearing your tone,
Shield me from all the storm,
I may be defeated before the dawn,
Mom protect me at any cost,
In this crowd I might get lost,
Warm, cold , snow or the frost,
Mom it seems every weather is gross,
I hate my eyes , I hate my nose,
because they remind me of you,
because I have gotten these from yours,
And everytime when you phones me,
asking ''son leave all those & come home'',
Mom everything is okay I need to go,
Mom I always pretended that I'm strong.

© Mukesh Kumar Gupta