Cry For Her Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I really cry and feel for her
She is above all and no other
Can take her place with me
She is another name of thee

How to express personal gratitude?
She has bathed me even when I was nude
She will laugh all the time at my naughtiness
She will smile all the time with all brightness

Flowers blossom in the garden
No one feels it as burden
Mother too brings kid up
This is winning for her and triumph

What does she speak of child?
Sweet words even if I go wild
She will run after me for few steps
Take me in lap and offer no slap

She may try to cool me down
Make me to sleep at the cost of her own
She won’t mind if I piss in bed
Try to make me happy even if she is sad

She won’t allow me to cry
Number of tricks she may try
She will try to please me all the times
I will cause her worry sometimes

What does she expect in return?
Future security or reward in turn
I think it is wrong notion
She is down with always commotion

She may ask for nothing
Always wish for something
We may forget her great dedication
She may always willingly give indication

Today I miss her when she is not here
She has gone from here to somewhere
I don’t what she will be doing
But I feel she may be praying

I allow few tears to drop
It may mix with clay and help to grow crops
As earth may want some blessings from mother
I can feel for it and silently offer