My mother used to wake up,
At odd hours
To watch me sleep.
Does she still wonder
If I sleep in comfort?
My mother used to fight all odds,
Does she still wonder
If I fight all odds?
My mother used to guide me through,
Does she still wonder
If I am lost in the woods,
So dark?
My mother used to be my strength,
Does she still wonder
If I have that strength?
My mother used to teach me life,
Does she still wonder,
If what is left in me of 'life? '
My inner self searches for her sign,
Does she still wonder
If 5 years without her
Have been so harsh?
Does she still wonder
When I stare at the sky,
So dark?
My quest places me in the past,
Does she still wonder
If my present can
Recreate my past?
Fine remembrance woven in meaningful words deep so painful is the narration..........
Hello Rahul a lovely poem Our mothers are never gone from our lives their love shapes us their kindness marks us and their wise words guide us every day of our lives. Well done i enjoyed reading
Touches a vein.Good poem. Mothers don't go away. Question is can we live up to their expectations many years after their demise.10.
This a comical questioning poem for all mothers about their children's well-beings
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
who is more observant than a mother always looking and watching always caring good write