Mother... Poem by RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

Mother...



She fed me from day one,
With the milk of her love,
Like the nectar from heavens,
And I hung on to her breast,
for an year and a half
What all had she done for me,
Married a second time,
When the first one left,
Surrendering her chastity,
In the land of chastity worshippers,
And not for more ecstatic nights,
But to feed me well and good,
Though she had to leave
For the full delight of
The step father who not
But Left with three more kids,
And continued his leching also.
She left wth his leching,
To fend us more with me,
And gove us with education,
But with enough bondage,
Lest she leave her for good,
And look after the properties,
Bought by the bribes he took.

But las, she did not last long,
Her love couldn't elongate
Her tender life and care,
Since she was contracted
With deadly xolon cancer.

She writhed in pain for
An year and half despite
Medicines from japan
And himalayas and asked me
To pray for her deliverance.

At last she died on the holy day
Deepavali, the festivals of light,
On the day the god killed the demon,
And her body creamnated
On the bank of a city river.

Oh! mothers, why do you keep
Your chastiies a nd virginities,
which anyhow will be undone,
By your wish or otherwise,
Yet fondle the thoughts of your
Kids who will live anyway,
to follow your steps forever.

My mother stares on me always,
As if to take care though
the millions she made was cheated
By my step brothers and sisters;
and her love lead me to fend
For my offspring till my death.



Ravikiran Arakkal

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Trissur, Kerala State, India.
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