In Rise She Enjoyes Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
In Rise She Enjoyes
Why at all she needs to be explained
Her dignity and honor is all the time maintained
Not even god fathers but god even preferred her womb
Her fingers move with kindness instead of comb
She is not a simple sex figure
Sister, teacher or mother in that matter
A birth place and holy divine valley
A true friend and kind alley
Mother is an end of world
You get peace when reach her fold
Not even a word needs to be told
Her name and fame is everywhere sold
Everybody has praised her
You be worry free when she is near
Child needs not think of fear
She is there to bear
We all rejoice and enjoy
Her company with heavenly joy
She is dominating and unequal
In rise she enjoy and feel sad when we fall
What has to gain passing through ordeal?
Unbearable pain and lots of worries in real
I hope no soul passes such strain and stress
Yet there is no single worry line on her face
I shall devote thousand births to her service
Touch her feet and offer whatever possible in promises
I shall love to be her dearest son or daughter
Where she forgets everything and runs after
??***********.. Woman is a symbol of Love, giving, and sacrifice; she is mostly underestimated, often neglected, many a time mistreated many a time even undergoes harsh environs and less than average of her share of rights in society; yet in the vast majority remains a symbol of patience, giving, love and nurture. Those who may've caused or given other adjectives such as may be opposite and vile, have never studied the other side, and never bothered they are borne from a mother but for whom they may well have died.
Porshyee Burton wonderful poem! Yes, mother is next to God! a few seconds ago ·
Ketsy Rivera Wonderful rhyme poem...an insightful thought comes to mind, 'let us feed our faith and our doubts will starve to death.' about an hour ago · Like
Antonia Valaire Beautiful poem.just a suggestion out of reverence probably g Should be capital God 4 minutes ago via mobile · Like
ellen range My first kiss n my first love is my mom a great woman
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We all rejoice and enjoy Her company with heavenly joy