An Ode To My Mother - Poem by Rigzin Namgyal
for every moan that escaped you during my birth
every bit of my flesh i owe to you 'O Mother'
in great pain did you bear me for my existence
all my pain belittles in front of you ' O Mother '
when i feared tripping in the depths of darkness
you acted as my cane and embraced me with your light
when without a second you gave your life for mine
that very moment my heart belonged to you forever
i remember when my father punished me
it was always your love that stopped him
your heart was a deep abyss
at the bottom of which i always found forgiveness
you worked hard till your limbs did hurt
but never thought of blaming me for the pain
there was only one pretty child in the world
and in your eyes it was always me ' O Mother '
your love for me knew no infinite
it could make the earth stop and heavens tremble
in the heavens above even the angels started crying
seeing the love so devotional like yours ' O Mother '
you were always my first love
and in my ' first love ' i found my liberation
great wars and battles were fought by warriors, kings and men
but the bravest battle that was ever fought
will not be found in the pages of history written by men
it was silently fought by you ' O Mother '
we speak of diamonds and jewel
you were the jewel in my life that i will always treasure
we speak of pain and torture
the pain was the look in your eyes when i saw you the last time
the torture was in seeing tears fall
from the angelic eyes of my mother
kill me, skin me, peel me, punish me..do as you wish God
but never let tears fall from the beautiful eyes of my mother
your flesh still slumbers in me
and even now only after my eyes close..your heart sleeps
you share with me a ' bond ' that even the God's do envy
a bond that is so dear that only a mother can understand : (: (
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