Statue of love is called a mother,
Her love can't resemble another...
When in pain she gives a birth,
A priceless gift for her comes on earth,
Its preciousness for her is without any worth,
The love bond created is measureless girth! ! !
Statue of love.....
The life to her child which she gave,
When in problem & needs to be save,
She become a mighty stop less wave,
& lays down a road & make it pave! ! ! !
Statue of love.....
She takes many form in her love,
She becomes a bird & fly like dove,
Beyond the limit & head above,
Wherever she goes spread her love! ! !
Statue of love.....
She has a heart as deep as ocean,
Her widthless feelings are a common notion,
In her words she carry a magical lotion,
In her soul there is no hatred motion! ! ! ! !
Statue of love.....
An insightful depiction of the essence of mothers' caring and love, well articulated and nicely penned in beautiful rhyme scheme with conviction. Thanks for sharing Rana. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
Mothers are truly the ones who bear the greatest pains in life with a smile.. Thank you for sharing...
Mother is the most important job in the world. Thanks, Rishita
nobody can replace her...and no one can love us the way she does... good job Rishita!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
no body can replace her..... no one can love us as her..... good work...........