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Bad Dream
Bad Dream
My daughter gets up in the midnight
Often cries with closed eyes
Clueless to guess why she does
Foremost thing comes into thought
She is hungry for food
Then comes she is with pain
Of late I think she is with bad dream
For the hunger the food is all
For the pain the medicine is all
For the bad dream thus what is all?
How do I comfort? How do I react?
Joyful she is , my world is heaven
Sobbing and crying not the desired one.
Heard from my mother
Gods play with the childern
Often they laugh and cheer
A Strange thing to guess
why does she cry when all is well.
Being it is midnight
Often less in light
Even mind is at sick
Hunted by a dark thought
It might be a devil around
That let my child sleepless
Often cries with closed eyes
Too many wirelling thoughts
Too many attempts to stop
At last cry and sobbing ends
As child reaches her mother's lap
Still my guesses are alive
Why does my daughter cry very often
With a double guesses, Juxtaposed to know
what's god's creature a mother? and her lap?
