'First ray of light I saw with my eyes Face seemed to me the world in size, Called her Maa when, I don’t know! Was ready to me, the world to show...
'I don’t remember the tears of pain Tearful eyes while a child to gain, Joy rolled down from head to toe! Was ready to me, the world to show...
'Kept me safe from even a scratch None must find forever a match, I call her Maa, I will always call so! Was ready to me, the world to show...
'Mistakes I have done so many more You have led me but the right door, Helped me find the right place to go Was ready to me, the world to show...
'In my darkest hours to live You have always hands to give, You have always Yes, never No...! Are ready to me, the world to show...
'I am heavenly blessed getting you As my soul guide always new, You have much to teach me though...! Are ready to me, the world to show...
'Hard is the time and long is the way I am blessed having you still today, I admit so clearly to you, I owe...! Are ready to me, the world to show...
(Slightly changed & concised version of the long poem 'The Mother' composed in the personal diary of Mohammad Anwar Parvez Shishir dedicated to his Mother Nila Nurunnahar on her first tour out of Bangladesh. Strictly, all rights of the published & shared poetries of Mohammad Anwar Parvez Shishir is reserved by himself)