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Words might be mightier than the sword,
but it still fails to describe
what we have been through
And why we are still sleepless
every night just crying and praying.
May be that's the only thing we are left with,
because we're tired, we're really tired.

I've never truly believed in God
but always believed in my mother.
Without her,I'm nothing.
She is my God.
It feels so helpless to see your God  shattered in every way possible .

I've been dreaming since childhood
to give her everything that she deserves,
everything that she has ever lost.

I wish my poem could do any magic
cause may be that's the only thing I'm capable of doing.
Now I'm not even capable of answering my friend's " what happened?" questions anymore.

I really wish it to be a nightmare only
cause we have had enough, enough.

She has fulfilled more than her responsibilities all her life,
but the day when so called "Karma" starts treating her the right way,
The day when there won't be even a single drop of tear in her eyes,
the  day when she can sleep peacefully
and wake up with a real smile on her face,
will be the day her sacrifice, dedication and never ending hopes be justified.

That will be my success story,
That will be OUR success story,
That's the achievement I dream about...
       

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