poem

Lonely night
Horrible Aadhaar Black,
Maternal Children
Eye trolls

Fearful baby loin
Mother silent
When the Aadhar will be cut
The call of light will come.

The night of the majestic night
How much speculation grew,
The light will be bold
Mom's imagination.

There is more than black cats
In the eyes of the fire,
Night phelyalei smile
Baby's face