A TRIBUTE TO MY BELOVED MOTHER

a poem by Satheesan Rangorath, India - poetry writer, author, poet

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Those days will never come back.
The day, I was born into her hands.
I still see her soft smile of happiness,
trying to drip down her cheeks.

She tickled my senses exposed .
I nourished by feed of her breasts.
She watched me with anxiety n’care
I slept in the warmth of her love.
Often pinched her hands for comfort

My dreams woke up with her lullaby.
You guided me on each of steps.
Spent sleepless nights when I fell sick,
wiped my urine and excretion.
I don’t know mother how to repay you.

I never wished to see you die.
But silently one day you left.
Never bothered to call me.
While posing for the last snap that I took,
You had the same smile when you saw me first
Your first baby boy!
had the same wonder when I called you my mother.
Oh my sweet mother I never been a good son.
I never have repaid anything!
You were always, always a good mom.
But mother I loved you always.
I still can smell your hair oil in my heart.
Bless me mother, bless me mother.
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She left for her heavenly abode on 30July2012



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