By Ananya Anindita Jena
In the dark times, when the moon doesn't shine
You become the source of light.
When all hopes are lost
You give me sight.
I know I disappoint you a lot
But never have you complained
You walk with me, hand in hand
To guide me and to defend.
Against all the forces that try to harm me,
You stand like a sentinel
Like a rampart that block all the boulders
You stood for me like a pillar
Words are never enough to say how much you mean to me
Words are futile, but profound our love be.
By Ananya Anindita Jena
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