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May 2017
You sang me my first song when I was in the womb.
Endured pain to grant me the breath of existence,
Shed tears of joy when I was released from the cocoon.
How could I ever forget your warm hug and over possessiveness?

You nurtured me and I still remember your bed time stories,
I have seen you wake up the whole night when I was ill.
It made me feel secure and in the state of bliss.
You wake me up during midnight and make me have my pill

Reprimand me in every idiotic and erroneous step I take;
Now whenever I commit an error, I just visualize your image,
And my intellect prevents me from committing a mistake.
Oh Mother! The feelings are too great to be contained in this page!

During my childhood, I used to snooze on the couch intentionally,
So that you would bestow me on bed and tug blanket.
You always sheltered me in your arms when it rains or if it’s squally.
Oh Mother! Wish I could time travel to those remarkable dates!

Your fragrance is sufficient to make me feel relaxed.
To our family you embrace the uppermost position,
We would be lost without your management and your acts.
Oh Mother! You really show me how it feels to be with your loved ones!


You taught me the technique to survive in this peculiar world,
For you knew that you wouldn’t be with me forever.
Be pleased! For ‘I am prepared’ is my word!
I guarantee I won’t fall down whatsoever.
Rohan Nath
Written by
Rohan Nath  18/M/India
(18/M/India)   
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   Ryan Holden
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