Mamaa.... Poem by WIN VENTURA

I still remember those tired eyes,
Hiding every tear behind a smile,
You gave me everything you had,
Even when your own heart was breaking bad.
You never asked for anything,
Never counted what you gave,
Through every storm and every fall,
You were the one who stood through it all.

Life took you through a thousand roads,
Some with sunshine, some with cold,
And now I finally understand,
How much you carried in your hands.

Mamaa… Mamaa…
Why does it hurt so much to miss you?

Mamaa… Mamaa…
If I could, I'd run back to you.
You gave your life without asking why,
You wiped my tears while hiding yours inside,
And now when the world feels too hard to face,
I close my eyes and call your name…

Mamaa…
Mamaa… where are you?

There were days you had nothing left,
Still you gave me your very best,
You turned your pain into a prayer,
And somehow made me feel safe there.

I never saw the battles you fought,
I only knew the love you brought,
Now every memory cuts so deep,
Your voice is the one I wish I could hear.

If heaven could hear me tonight,
I'd scream your name into the sky,
Just one more hug, one more goodbye,
One more chance to look into your eyes.
I would tell you what I never said,
"I know the sacrifices you made."
You were my home, you were my light,
And I'll carry your love for all my life.

Mamaa… Mamaa…

Can you hear me calling you?
Mamaa… Mamaa…

I still need you like I used to.
Through every high, through every low,
Your love is the only thing I know.
And if my tears could reach your place,
I'd send them with one last embrace…

Mamaa…
Mamaa… I miss you.
Mamaa… I love you. ❤️

By: WIN VENTURA