Preetam Shetty - Last Words

I am going my son
Life I shall no more run
I am too tired now
My days here are done

No more will I scold
On any of your pranks
Nor will I show disgust
When you miss your ranks

I love you my angel
Don’t hate me for my anger
I raised it just to prevent
You from any danger

Your wishes I desired
For which I kept burning
Do what you aspire
It’s yours; all my earning

Today all I ask of you
Don’t ever let your love smother
For the one who will be left alone
I talk about your mother

Preetam Shetty

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