An evocative poem about a child speaking to its mother, by Ritambhara, in Different Truths.
The warmth of your arms defines my world
The care you give is untold
When you are away, I go astray
Mumma O’ Mumma! Please never let me go away.
Unsafe is the world, I am unable to judge
Take me to the world you dwelled
When even the stranger could be relied upon
I can’t differentiate the hysterical foe in the mystical friend
Who should I rely upon, when I am away
Mumma o’ Mumma! Please never let me go away.
The world is beautiful I know
Some miscreants can’t steal its beauty
Hold my hand down the lane
Every little thing I would share
Mumma o’ Mumma! Please never let me go away.
© Ritambhara Kumari Upadhyay
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A Panjab University, IIT- Roorkee, and IIRS-ISRO alumnus, academician, and researcher, Ritambhara is a writer by choice. Her passion for reading and writing has impelled her to foray into the world of writing. As a freelance writer and editor, she loves to pen-down whatever comes to her mind. She staunchly believes, “Truth doesn’t admit any impediments.”
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