Ananta Kumar Singh

Oh! My Dear

Mother’s lap

You are never-ending like a nap

The world worries vanish and dad says zap

When I was annoyed

Makes some lours

Crawling like a turtle on the fours

Mom took in her mother’s lap

Singing lullabies song and feeding me to pap

Oh! My Dear

Mother’s lap

You are never-ending like a nap

Oh! It is short like a nap.

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Ananta Kumar Singh is an Indian poet. He hails from Bargarh in the Indian state of Odisha. He is studying English literature at Ravenshaw University, Cuttack.

anantakumarsingh102@gmail.com