Greatness of Mother

The rain drops can't measure

The dignity of her treasure

That she is spreading with pleasure

Performing her duty she forgets leisure

My Little Daughter

My little is my daughter is my pet

I ever advise her to keep everything set

When she weeps, she weeps much

I am worried and want her to touch

Her cute face is my peace

I wish my eyes on it to keep

Her pink lips look so amazing

Her dimpled cheeks start glazing 

Her only world is her mom and dad

They always want her to see glad

God and Man

You have made me 

And my work is to pray

When I come to you

Devil takes me away

You are the creator

But we are tempted by the cheater

We seek worldly pleasures

To get them we lose respite and leisure

The whole Universe is in Your grip

We, the insane are busy in trip

O' God make us to follow the right path

That can take us away from Your wrath

We have gone astray

In useless trifles our heads are gray

Make us grateful men

Forgiving our sins this and  that one