Rahul Singh Rana

I Saved Her, For Her

The day I was born,
With my blurred vision
Recognizing slowly everyone around me
I heard about my father,
A brother and A sister
I also heard
About my two mothers.

I grew up
In splendid affection shown by
My two mothers
One who gave me birth
Another one who supported me
Who gave me a place to set foot upon.

Not able to decide whose love was deeper.
I stepped into my teenage.
I chose to defend my country.
I chose to save HER
for HER.

Choosing to defend my one mother
To give a peaceful sleep,
A sense of security to
Thousands of mothers.

I sensed a fear,
A hue and a cry,
Whenever my mother
wrote me something.
I defended my tears
I defended my mother,
I defended my country.

I assured her of returning
Promising her of my presence
In flesh and blood
Wiping away her fears
Her tears.
Still knowing the hollowness
Of my promise
I had a hope.

Today I lie wounded
Shot by another soldier
Who too left her one mother
For another.
All fears are dead
All dreams
All hopes shattered
But,
I am happy
I am proud
For,
I defended my one mother
For another.
for i saved her,
for her.

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 18, 2011

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  • Zaineb Hafeez (4/24/2016 6:02:00 PM)

    Amazingggg one :)

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  • Noreen CardenNoreen Carden (9/17/2013 1:17:00 PM)

    Hello Rahul a wonderful poem mother country and birth mother both honoured
    very enjoyable read well done

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  • Lemac Lemac (1/18/2012 9:04:00 AM)

    good message, strong delivery, cogent art

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  • Agatha ElizaAgatha Eliza (3/2/2011 2:59:00 AM)

    I trully enjoyed reading this poem.there are plenty of heartfull feelings which mingle there with the love for your country.we should be grateful to have both of them, because there can't be one without the other.wonderful!

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  • Rekha Mandagere (2/28/2011 1:35:00 AM)

    Indeed it is a fine work! Greater value of life 'PATRIOTISM is attained with integrity and clarity.Write more!

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  • Narayanan Ramakrishnan (2/28/2011 1:16:00 AM)

    The poet's love for hiscountry, another mother, and his mother amply portrayed.
    Great write. write more. not just seven.

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  • Narayanan Ramakrishnan (2/28/2011 1:12:00 AM)

    The poet's love for hiscountry, another mother, and his mother amply portrayed.
    Great write. write more. not just seven.

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  • Narayanan Ramakrishnan (2/28/2011 1:12:00 AM)

    The poet's love for hiscountry, another mother, and his mother amply portrayed.
    Great write. write more. not just seven.

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  • Amartya Kalapahar (2/2/2011 8:39:00 AM)

    Well constructed. Keep it up.

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  • Leela Devi (2/2/2011 3:52:00 AM)

    glad to read such a nice piece /keep writing

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  • Ibnu Din AssingkiriIbnu Din Assingkiri (2/2/2011 1:32:00 AM)

    This poem is very inspiring about love of mother and country. It reflects a deep love. The selection of the proper words to express the meaning of the poet. Bravo!

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  • Premkumar Khumanthem (2/2/2011 1:27:00 AM)

    Wow its awesome indeed! It really indicate the important and need of mother. And how much a mother care for us! But how can we returnest there credit! ! ! Ok please read my Poem 'The Traveler' and coment what you feel a

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  • Mohammad Akmal Nazir (2/1/2011 8:27:00 PM)

    Very fascinating indeed. Mother has the highest place whether it is our mother who gives us birth or motherland. In all religions mother holds the highest honour. In Islam Heaven lies under her feet.
    Excellent piece of writing.

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  • Lynn Glover (2/1/2011 12:42:00 PM)

    Excellent prose by a young writer. Very deep and very thoughtful of Moms everywhere. A 10.

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  • Elvira GasserElvira Gasser (2/1/2011 9:35:00 AM)

    well written, very true story about giving up what most people take for granted, for the love of ones country, and for the love of our mothers, thank you for shearing :)

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  • Abhay Vignesh LAbhay Vignesh L (2/1/2011 8:56:00 AM)

    Great effort.Very thought provoking.Covering the period from birth to a near death experience in a battlefield.Ill give it a 10

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  • Rajaram RamachandranRajaram Ramachandran (1/31/2011 7:27:00 PM)

    A thought provoking poem with deep feelings inside for the missing souls.

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  • Rekha Mandagere (1/31/2011 3:29:00 AM)

    Rahul,
    This poem is really inspired me. Great! ! !
    Rahul read my poems too.(My Ideal son, The Festival of Light... Rekha Sathya) ...)

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  • Enyinwa Okechukwu EnyinwaEnyinwa Okechukwu Enyinwa (1/29/2011 12:31:00 PM)

    Great poem, art work, very touching.

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  • Sally Plumb Plumb (1/26/2011 2:07:00 PM)

    Intrigue ing piece of writing.

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