*momma's Darling Poem by Reshma Ramesh
*momma's Darling
As I sit on my high chair,
My mother, she feeds me,
With a tiny silver spoon,
Mashed carrots and potatoes,
Spoons full of love,
Wipes the tiny corners
Of my mouth tenderly,
The wind chime moves,
Swinging in the wind,
The honeybees buzz
In and out of the flowers.
There are tears in
My mother's eyes,
I know not why.
She hugs me tight,
Brushes my curls aside
Whispers sorry and brings
Her trembling hands
To my dainty neck,
I look into her eyes
Filled with tears,
I feel no pain,
Other than the one
In my heart,
She took what she
Gave me 'life'
As I sit on my grave,
Looking at the grass shake
Merrily in silence,
Sifting mud between
My little fingers,
My loving mother lies
Next to me
Refusing to wake up.
This is truely a beautiful poem. It really moved me. I give it a 10! :)
yes as priya says...so rightly extremely intense....the stuff of texts...if i may safely one of the top poems iv done on PH doc u got talent.... putting down gingerly......a humble ten....lest i break your conecentration and your your loving longing chain of thought....honest i could write hours on it may she rest in peace and her fond remembrance bring you...cheers
A very sad and shocking end to a lovely mother-daughter bonding. Emotional portrayal. Though, the poem is silent about what prompted the mother to take such a drastic step, it is indeed a telling comment on a degenerating society bereft of old values based on love, affection and respect for one another in the family or otherwise. Another aspect is that in many societies in India, the girl is still considered a big liability. My sincere thanks. - - - - She took what she - - - - Gave me 'life'
what a sad sad poem! ! ! ...but doesn't it happen in life...when there is no light at the end of the tunnel?
what a sad sad poem! ! ! ...but doesn't it happen in life...when there is no light at the end of the tunnel?
what a sad sad poem! ! ! ...but doesn't it happen in life...when there is no light at the end of the tunnel?
Shape shifting poetry.. All i can say is amazing... The change is unmatched...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 10:58:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The poem indeed makes you cry, Reshma