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Nida Mahmoed May 2017
Mothers are the cool shade in life,
Mothers are the only light in darkness,
Mothers are the blossom of spring,
Mothers are the ways of heaven,
Without a mother, would be no us,
Without a mother, we would be lost,
Mother’s are the cool shade in life,
Mother’s are the joy,
Satisfaction,
And peace in life!

By: Nida Mahmoed.
Prathipa Nair May 2017
Magnitude in heart
Obliging warmth
Teaching good
Healing pains
Endless concern
Radiant woman

She is **MOTHER
!
No pure love  like  Mother's Love !
Brian Goosen May 2016
The itch that demands,
the strong impulse which shall never end.
This battle is a constant one,
this I formulate from within.

You tore up my family,
you tore up my heart.
You destroyed the one I love most,
& you've made her want to depart.

Depart from vibrancy,
the will to live soberly.
You destructed her far past a breaking point,
& now she's a reflection of brutality.

Separated from the one who raised me;
I perceived you as so strong.
You made numerous examples of heroism,
before you let yourself fall apart.

Now your but a frail,
a withered example.
Of the one you used to be,
your present image I'm unable to handle.

Handle the transformation,
that time has made apparent.
Now I'm forced to raise you,
because your brain has deteriorated.

The pain drains my energy,
the devil steals from my soul.
I know this demand all to well,
I've had this feeling since a boy.

Now here I stand,
& I'll attempt to stay strong.
For what you've done to my family,
I'll remember until my days fail to start.

Tears come and go,
but the pain remains constant.
The child-view of life left us long ago;
after this read, its apparent.

Now here we stand,
torn apart from what we had.
You reach out to me and I grit my teeth,
attempting to forget that I'm sad.

I hope I'll able to forgive,
your selfish quest for departure.
Right now its so hard to apprehend,
& the effects feel like deep acupuncture.

The one you married can't see past,
past your current image of decadence.
The combined hatred creates your impulse to disaster,
& your destructive cycle is boundless.

You meant everything to me,
and this has not changed.
However my view of you is in shame,
and alcohol is to blame.

What you've done I can't apprehend,
and I hate myself for the same impulse.
I wonder if one day I'll give up,
because my efforts never penetrated your mental.

Days turn to months, months into years.
Your time is limited here,
from the effects of all the shears.

Your shears are permanent,
Your liver is due to fail.
However every-time you hear this,
you never seem to care.

Back to the cycle,
of your every day misery.
The alcohol has driven everyone away,
And yes mom, this is scrutiny.
Tragic story of how alcohol has affected the woman who gave me this world. Rest In Peace to my mom.
Bina Awan May 2016
It's mother's day today
Please don't hate me
Atleast for a day
Trust me when I say
I love you as much as your sons do
And I pray for you silently
And I feel sorry for
All the differences in our opinions
But that's who I am
I can't be anything else
What you demand will deprive me of myself
Please don't take that away
Please believe me when I say
That in those long hours of night, it is you for whom I pray.
Kenny Whiting Apr 2016
Have you ever stopped to think,
   if tomorrow never comes;
Will your family know you love them,
   when your last day here is done?

Do you fill your life with earthly things,
   or work your life away;
Thinking money, fame or fortune,
   will get you through each day?

There's not one thing up on this earth,
   even those things God has given;
You can take with you upon your walk,
   through those pearly gates of Heaven!

God placed those loved ones in your care,
   He thought you'd do your best;
Have you nurtured, taught and loved them all?
   If not you've failed His test!

Now love, you see, is not a word,
   to be thrown at them each night;
But wrap them up many times each day,
   and forever hold on tight!

When you're angry, mad or hateful,
   thoughts floating in your head;
Don't say those words you're thinking now,
   but go to God instead!

Just show your family often,
   hug and hold them every day-
How much you love each one of them,
   then together kneel and pray!

Just ask My Lord, whose on His throne,
   to guide you from above;
He'll lead you family day by day,
   and fill you with true love!

Then follow God's example,
   and when your laid to rest;
Your love won't be in question,
   then yes, you'll pass His test!
How much do you love your family? How much do you show and express your love to them? Have you placed them in front of all the day to day "humdrum" of life? I hope you enjoy this piece I wrote questioning just this...if today was your last day on earth, will your family know how much you loved them? Think on it...they deserve 110% of us!!
Win Khine Mar 2016
When it comes to CARING,
It is like the shade under a huge tree,
Always give me back my strength to go on with my path.

When I see her SMILE,
I tend to forget what I have had in the day,
And give me a new energy to start over a new day.

When it comes to LOVE,
You all have the same HEART.
It is irreplaceable, the one and only love,
That is what I want to call it “Mother’s Love”.

For me,
I can ONLY say..… “THANK YOU MAY MAY (MOTHER)"

(c) Ko Win Khine aka. D Hlaine (May 18th, 2011.  NYC)
Pankaj Thakur May 2015
We love a girl,
We live with a girl,
Our life with a girl,
What we never want a baby girl,,,,

Our life with a girl,
The world is nothing,
Without a girl,
Please everybody save the girl,,,,

We love a girl,
But we leave her,
Then we loves another one,
After cheat her,,,,

Be a man,
Don't be a lady,
Love a girl,
To make her feel crazy,,,,

we earn the money,
We spent the money,
Then why we leave our MOTHER,
At the stage of old lady,,,,,

We all live,
We all die,  
Set a another goal,
That u never make a girl cry.....!
"save the girls to create the world"
Andëril Apr 2014
first breath,
Eyes wide open
take some time,
Enjoy the moment,
when you aren't born
because it's safe
inside the utero,
inside the mother
of all children -

and come along,
we're not alone,
we are together

see to eye, stay awake,
put the past behind
your shoulders,

as you are,
as you ought to be,
to say the words you
need to mean them,

& wipe the powder
off your nose,
& bring some light
to the windowless
houses

grey is a color. That's fine,
but how come we're not envolved,
I like that you don't like my favorite colors
because mine is already taken.

and he lives in a car, with a record out there,
crying and refusing to live in such human state,
such is his condition,

and he remembers Andy Wood,
but he doesn't care anymore,
because his life is better
without him.

and those who stay
will never understand
why the dragon spread his wings
& took all of them to far away
from this frail stage.
(A poem about Kurt Cobain)

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