Where did you go oh my mom?
I remembered you were ill dom.
I saw you last on the bed of death,
I did not notice shed in tree neath.
Your body was taken for burning,
I understood life was a turning.
At early teenage a lot I had broken,
Your sudden death to all had shaken.
I knew you went to face truth ahead,
Still in agony and cry I thrashed head.
You fed me milk with a piece of bread,
Then you tore on death affection thread.
Last time you taught to be with God,
Father he is, you told me ever to do nod.
By your bless I did remain with him,
I got in lonely life to learn life in vim.
By your teaching I knew about illusion,
Still dilemma fell and I felt in confusion.
Christmas time, Jesus was in Mary's lap,
Mom you come again alive soon do clap.
© Kumarmani Mahakul,19 December 2014. All rights reserved.
Mother remains in love and emotion of child. Considering God as mother we realize truth.
I assume that you must have lost your mother at a young age! It must have indeed broken your heart! But you still remember how she taught you to be closer to God and you try to carry out her advice in your life as best as you can. You hope that she will be resurrected on the Last Day of Judgement....! A soulful write!
Mon is affectionate. Leaf carries letter. Calmness is inside own mind. This we should feel. Soul is pure. Nature impacts on soul. This is a great poem and you are a nice poet.
Mother is always the one the child will miss when absent. Your poem says it with great depth of feeling.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
No words to explain how great is worked out, I can notice the rhyming scheme here. Thanks for sharing poet.