After
Guardian,) Suppose
That was , IS , the
age ( Different approach)
MY DOLL, MY PLAY TIME,MY LIFE;
Dressing it, carrying it in my arms
Wherever I go, combing its hair,
Feeding it with a spoon,
that is,
That was my life breath, my commitment
Infusing my life into it. Suppose, doll,
Molly I call it, should break her dead,
I would rush to the doctor for the first aid.
I am dressed neat and trite, suppose
sun recedes and sudden
cloudy showers,
my cute doll getting drenched,
I feel not panicky,
pull out my umbrella and protect both of us,
rush to the nearby shady tee or park
to stay a while, consoling my Molly
and wait till clouds clears.
I am in serious,
thinking mood, suppose,
My mind propels me for
higher pursuits ,
I tend to put my doll for sleep,
Ask my granny to pray for
a while,
Both for me and my cute Molly
Until I return from my errands
Thanking heaven for all bliss.
I sit and Pray and Pray
The world continues to prick
and prick and prick, I am pretty
sure
it is the way of the world, I go by the
dictum, do what your dictates tell
you,
leaving the rest to the Will of The
Almighty.
Heaven is the ultimate watcher.
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