"Home" A poem by Dr Archana Tandon



As I lay with my head on her lap

With her fingers easing out my afflictions

I felt myself emerging from the tormenting trap

Of anguish, sufferings and botherations


Embraced in her genuine warmth 

I found myself unfolding and at home 

Affectionately easing out and giving in

To the simplistic behaviour of my mother's clone


Indeed she was a God sent zealous fairy

To create for me heaven on this earth

By providing a reclusive space for my soul

She did save me from the life's treacherous haul


Dr Archana Tandon

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