Enigma

Dovishka Muskaan Shaib

Born with the same cries,

My brothers and sisters ask,

“Mother I am your child,”

Similar to this query of mine,

My brothers and sisters ask,

“Mother I am your child,”

“But why do you let me cry,

This time I asked,

“Some nights I smile,”

“Bliss over the clouds,”

“While some nights are dark,”

“Mother, why do you let me cry,”

While times of mine are dark, `

Lamps light at last,

My brothers and sisters smile,

This time I ask,

“When times of mine,”

“Seem to be blessed this time,”

At the same time,

My brothers and sisters ask,

“Mother I am your child,”

“Why do you let me cry”,

A child, a daughter, a brother,

Of this world, we call mother

Sometimes tears of smiles,

While sometimes we ask,

“Mother I am your child,”

“Why do you let me cry”,

You have one life, be yourself, who knows that you being too much is the light of someone else.