As I was bidding bye to mother,
Found there shining object other,
Mom was waving hand in smile,
I was stunned and amused for while,
Why I was feeling so cool?
Did I loose nerves and looked fool?
Dark was disappearing with her show,
Silver lines were coming in flow,
I had mixed feeling and joy,
Mom in sky and moon enjoy,
Was a thought simple rejoice?
Gentle touch with low voice,
Moon was slowly emerging,
Stars darkened with rays shining,
I wanted to measure her dark patches,
With imaginary painting and colourful catches,
I conveyed her to rise slowly,
Beautiful object ruling only,
Movement slowly with gentle walk,
Whispering in ears with smile and talk,
I want to share happiness,
All goodness to isolate loneliness,
Belongingness found in oneness,
Is it not said in pure greatness?
I continue to hold lenient view,
Look for solace and advice for few,
Your are my symbol for peace,
With silver linings and mind at ease.
A beautiful poem about Moon Mother, . 'I conveyed her to rise slowly, beautiful object ruling only, movement slow with gentle walk, whispering in ears with smile and talk'. 10 Karin
Superb poem as usual...the rhyme is marvelous! ! thanks for your comment.10s
As I was bidding bye to mother, Found there shining object other, Mom was waving hand in smile, I was stunned and amused for while,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
inddedd very good poemand interesting....10