gopika momi


Mother


I stand by a river
the water rushing past me
some spilling to caress my feet
it was so even then
long past, several years ago
playing on its banks
picking flowers rounded stones
with my mother standing by
laughing at my childish games
To me her laughter seemed like heaven
her face shone with love
and her hands folded me in a warm embrace
i do remember the days
when I cried on her lap
my face in the folds of her dress
and her hands wiping away my tears
her words washing away the stains of my sins
her face then seemed angelic
like a goddess, come to bear away my pains
now it seems
she was like the river
caressing, comforting and helping
her face, i realise was my strength
to brave the odds, her laughter
my fuel to tread the untread paths
now, i stand again besides the river
my eyes straying away to the place
she sits, to say thank you
for all that she was and would be
for me
my own dearest guardian angel

Submitted: Tuesday, March 11, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poet's Notes about The Poem

i dedicate this to my mother, my light my guide and my companion

Comments about this poem (Mother by gopika momi )

Enter the verification code :

Read all 1 comments »

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Night, Ronald Chapman
  2. Because such is life, Peter Hall
  3. Morning Talk, Roberta Hill Whiteman
  4. Heaven, Ronald Chapman
  5. Garden, Nassy Fesharaki
  6. Wings, Nassy Fesharaki
  7. Angry Piano, Ronald Chapman
  8. Itching, Nassy Fesharaki
  9. The Poet And His Good Old Tree, Rites Ghosh
  10. The Very Last, Nikola Vaptsarov

Poem of the Day

poet Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Young Love lies sleeping
In May-time of the year,
Among the lilies,
Lapped in the tender light:
White lambs come grazing,
White doves come building there:
...... Read complete »

   

Member Poem

[Hata Bildir]