mandara pookal - How Fair?

Born to them, brought up by them
Cared and wondered
Cushioned and protected
They cultured and groomed
Bringing up as the peerless one

Now is it fair
To feel possessive?

Born once more, a new identity
Shelving away the memories
Of caring and sharing with kin
Those years buried forever
The marriage of souls now committed

How is it fair
To feel possessive?

We did not bring anything
We cannot take anything
But we can think anything
And we can imagine anything
To possess and be possessed
Is the maya of our mind and heart

Then everything seems fair
To be possessed and possessed
It is lovely to succumb to this feel

mandara pookal

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