What happened to those hands I use to hold and walk
Today I am holding them to drop
My whole childhood was written on these hands
But it erased as I walked
To an old age home
I think regrets can't hide these memories
When I saw my parents begging
"Please please please"
Imagine there state of mind
The kid they raised now is blind
Leaving them in isolated place
Don't you think it is a pathetic case
It should never happen to those who have spent there intire life on us
And.....
What happened to those hands I use to hold and walk
Today I am holding them to drop
Ananya mishra
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