Deservedly they weep for the first.
Because the lag is reverse.
Deep down cossets her child.
As a stopgap who else is so mild?
She is a candle of home.
For offspring, like a sky-dome.
Unbrokenly veneers his idiocy.
But the latter unearths everything with obstinacy.
The former nabs kid’s sadness.
What’s more, wells over with gladness.
Stony soul badgers a verdant soul.
A betrayal of trust on the whole.
Heartily glad in his delight
Unduly glum when he be out of sight.
But the last-mentioned, destitute of philia,
A wight of excessive jealousy and mania.
The erstwhile slaps on wrist for his mistake.
She does so only for his sake.
The second gives a slap on back for wrong way.
Rugged test to return until hair turn grey.
~Harjeet Singh (H.S. Sidhu)
Hoshiarpur, India
Great poem reality based &
Language skill
Great poem and language skill