Madonna Poem by Spandan Banerjee Lyrics

The teardrops from your eyes
As much as you cry,
I can't help it but smile

Pain- it comes,
Sometimes stays and goes.
But this is one huge step:
This is our load.
We could've taken the other road,
Walked the other way,
But when you'll wake up
One fine day,
You ask yourself "What did 'dada' do?"
Right here, thinking-
But you're his answer, boo!

These human minds are woeful,
They should feel awful.
This one little gift -
This is ambrosial,
Most believe it's at their disposal
This is destruction-
On a higher level than Chernobyl.
Her pain has ended- but still she cries
Not of pain or suffering- but tears of joy
Now we make it our duty- To let this cutie
Step up to stilettos- straight up from bootees
I glanced at her- the bearer of this angel
Is she conversing with God?
Or is she just asleep?
While the newborn angel laughs and cries at the same time
I realized- my eyes, frozen, at my wife
The bouquet of roses in my hands start to bleed
Even they know-
My journey with Madonna has ceased...