Parents!

They  bring you in this world,
They make you live this beautiful creation,
They help in your mysteries getting unfurled,
They stand beside you in every situation.

You heart them but you shout at them,
You respect them but you make them cry,
You forget that you're their only gem,
 Still you leave them high and dry.

You see their skin wrinkling,
Because this life, they have lived for you ,
You see their hair greying,
But they prefer dye as they want success meet you.

Remember, there's no one above them,
Aim for moon while seeing the stars in their eyes full of expectations,
Of this life, they are not only the roots but also the stem,
Fulfill their dreams since they lay your foundations.

Boys don't cry!

Why don't they cry,
Why are they shy,
Are they afraid of others,
When they've got all the druthers.

They say it makes them strong,
But crying is no wrong.
It lessens the pain,
You lose nothing, relief you gain.

They say only weak ones cry,
It's for girls and not a guy.
But they still don't know,
That girls stay happy, whether a high or a low.

They teach it from the childhood,
But how does it indicate the manhood?
It's normal to get hurt, physical or mental,
Crying for it just makes you more gentle.

Why do you listen to everyone,
You have to care about none.
I urge you to cry out loud,
Nothing to abash, only solace and proud.