Mom Is Sick Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Mom is sick

I am mentally disturbed
And totally shattered
Mom is on bed
Taking rest and looks as if dead

Her eyes are closed
She breathes deep
This increases my tension
I have confusion

I could hear
And read fears
She was in great pain
Which was totally unbearable but remained in mind

Even though I was down
I could keep watch and shown
Some concern
But promised I shall be alright soon

I have recovered partially
And rushing to home with no concern mentally
Children are really worried
But after all the state of ill health has to be faced