Sunday, May 12, 2013

To Mom With Love :)


This poem is for the lady who gave birth to me,brought me up as an elder sister, and understood me like a bestfriend. I fail to express it often but I love you infinitely. You are truly a blessing for my existence on this earth. MOm YOU ARE THE BEST. Love You !!

She can guess what’s wrong from my voice,
And her heart always offers the best advice,
I look for her on every happiness and misery,
She is the first to know when I achieve a new victory,
She embodies the god, and guides me in every path,
I cherish when she is there to cure my wrath,
When I m ill, she gently caresses my hair,
How I ran to her as a child if I had a nightmare,
And she took me by her side and gently whispers in my ears,
Sweet fairytales at night all these years,
When the entire world had lost confidence in me,
She is the first to brighten the day with glee,
Often when I had lost my temper and angry,
She cools me down and changes the perspective through which I see,
I see the world all bright and happy through her eyes,
When she is the first to rub my tears of my vain cries,
She is by my side in all my tough fights,
Always I find her praying for me to achieve supreme heights,
When I m lost, She brings me out of the dark,
I wonder how much I owe to this lady, who made a mark,
All the love and care which she showers upon me selflessly,
Never complained a word as it was out of her affinity,
She knows what I try to hide behind my happy face,
I wonder how she does find out like solving a simple maze,
In all these years, she assumed the role of an eternal friend,
Who understands, loves and holds my hand,
In every sorrow and delight of this unpredictable life,
I regain the trust in me when she is with me to struggle through strife,
My existence has achieved a meaning because of her,
As God blessed me with the kindest and sweetest mother,
You brought me up, and till date without you I feel fragile,
How I wish she is always with me to walk million miles,
Often we don’t see eye to eye on certain things,
Erupting into arguments, but anger flies like a bird with wings,
She had always been there to handle my reckless spree,
And always strives to bring out the best out of me,
How much I owe you is so immeasurable in amount,
If I start measuring it I will run out of identified count,
All I could say is that my love for you will never fade away,
Though sometimes my love fails to be on display,
In all these years, you put up with me in every situation,
I hope that you are my Mom in my every incarnation.