Treasure Island

A. Jayaprakash Jayaprakash Panicker

(20.3.64 / Kovilloor, Trivandrum, Kerala)

A Sonnet to my mother


My mother has been eleven mothers
And a hundred grandmothers
She's never noticed her getting gray
For, her eyes have been after kids all days.

Now she is sonless and daughterless
Yes, true mothers never have sons
Daughters neither, but children,
Only, children and their concerns.

Mothers and rivers are same
They never keep away from flowing
From the first dropp to the flooded union
Constantly they keep things under covering

Gods respect all bearing moms
For, Gods and Moms do the same.

Submitted: Sunday, May 11, 2008
Edited: Tuesday, July 15, 2008

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