The time when I laid on your laps, mother,
of the outside world I lest bother
That's time I was four.
You bet me, chided me, advised me,
That was all in the world I knew.
I cared in this world for nothing
except to ride a bicycle I had training
That was time I was nine.
I found the world a mystery,
for you provided me the glossary.
Unknowing what causes why I found myself crazy
for then you taught me the lessons of life
That's time I was eleven.
Clearing all the downsides of me,
with a pride eye you see.
Now I learnt the world well mother
to write a poem on you, the words slither
and its time I am sixteen.
Thy soul being yours, I find
Thou art is so kind.
any poem written on the beauty of motherhood shud be applauded! ! ..... :) there's no love poem, nature poem, or even grievance poems that can come as close to wat a poem on motherhood can! ...
a moving poem just like the song MAA in taare zameen par. Shyam really you are a poetical genius such fantastic word selection yet you retain the soul of the poem, your simplicity binds me.you rock
wonderful........very good work.........i really enjoyed ur poem......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You've expressed and showed the bond of mother and child.Very lovely and heart touching poem.Indeed it's a great work.No one compare mother love to another. Great work! Nice piece.