May 2020
Why worry at all about
Mother Nature or Queen Mother
First to feed and walk you,
Foremost’ld be your own mother.
Shrouded behind many layers of mystery,
You may end up in knowing HER not,
With many guards to frown upon entry,
You may land up in meeting her not.
Ready to **** snake closing in,
Brave enough to shoo tigers away,
When I came to this bad world,
She continued to value that day.
First to teach you alphabets,
First to tell what religion’s all about,
Every guest’s treated as god,
That’s how she earned her clout.
Before I’ld mire myself in break-up,
She chose to bring home my wife,
Trained her to be my best-loyal ally,
Who stands by me during strife.
When I got a kid of my own,
She volunteered to take her to school,
Washing her or dressing her up,
Everywhere she enforced her old rule.
Mother Nature or Queen Mother
First to feed and walk you,
Foremost’ld be your own mother.
Shrouded behind many layers of mystery,
You may end up in knowing HER not,
With many guards to frown upon entry,
You may land up in meeting her not.
Ready to **** snake closing in,
Brave enough to shoo tigers away,
When I came to this bad world,
She continued to value that day.
First to teach you alphabets,
First to tell what religion’s all about,
Every guest’s treated as god,
That’s how she earned her clout.
Before I’ld mire myself in break-up,
She chose to bring home my wife,
Trained her to be my best-loyal ally,
Who stands by me during strife.
When I got a kid of my own,
She volunteered to take her to school,
Washing her or dressing her up,
Everywhere she enforced her old rule.
PREAMBLE OF POEM
Let us forget for a moment all the popular stories of Koh-I-Noor and concentrate only on preciousness it imparts to British Crown. Looking towards individual family scene, one would find only one persona serving as Koh-II-Noor: MOTHER.
As true maker of family, she readily agreed to hand over headship to husband she gets married to and silently went about collecting jewels in his crown. Indeed, when a women becomes wholesomely a mother, she serves NOT ONE BUT THREE generations in a family,
Finding it that way within my own family, I celebrate Mother Day on May 13 which is marriage day of my parents on account of which alone her three boys and two girls came into being. Call it MY MOTHER DAY.
Mother's Day in 2017 was sadly on Sunday, the 14th of May (14/5/2017) which is my birthday and I lost my mother last year in April 9.I never knew that recapitulating her teachings and thoughts about time with her would result in poems, that too in English …a language she hardly spoke but could make out what other guy is talking about, thanks to her old experience of English-speaking people at home.
She had a flair for life and she lived it fully till the age of 87… always insisting on moral order not far away from humanism and her own religion. To my humble mind, parents are the best version of gods and goddesses because they are hallucination-free. But, are’nt we busy elsewhere and forget them easily.
Let us forget for a moment all the popular stories of Koh-I-Noor and concentrate only on preciousness it imparts to British Crown. Looking towards individual family scene, one would find only one persona serving as Koh-II-Noor: MOTHER.
As true maker of family, she readily agreed to hand over headship to husband she gets married to and silently went about collecting jewels in his crown. Indeed, when a women becomes wholesomely a mother, she serves NOT ONE BUT THREE generations in a family,
Finding it that way within my own family, I celebrate Mother Day on May 13 which is marriage day of my parents on account of which alone her three boys and two girls came into being. Call it MY MOTHER DAY.
Mother's Day in 2017 was sadly on Sunday, the 14th of May (14/5/2017) which is my birthday and I lost my mother last year in April 9.I never knew that recapitulating her teachings and thoughts about time with her would result in poems, that too in English …a language she hardly spoke but could make out what other guy is talking about, thanks to her old experience of English-speaking people at home.
She had a flair for life and she lived it fully till the age of 87… always insisting on moral order not far away from humanism and her own religion. To my humble mind, parents are the best version of gods and goddesses because they are hallucination-free. But, are’nt we busy elsewhere and forget them easily.
(64/M/Patna,India)
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