Mula Veereswara Rao
Mother - Poem by Mula Veereswara Rao
Mother of Seven Children
Mother of Seven Children,
For them, Created heaven
once she created shelter
Now her dreams shattered
She is selfless for serving little souls
Now she is shared by seven,
Like time changed seasons
She changed homes
Some times at Big son's home,
Some times at Last son's home,
Some times at middle son's home
but not to meddle with their affairs!
In-laws became outlaws
She lost her husband,
With whom the pleasure abound,
Old age became cage
She occasionally slips to his memory
fails to bear daily dreary!
She still feels they are children in her nap
fails to understand generation gap
She is the mute witness
to the sons’ ingratitude,
Succumbed to cruel fate!
They think mother is burden,
looks calendar to push her to rotation!
She is the Mother
Still feels little souls in her nap!
She never speaks ill of her children,
mother of strong will,
believes in love!
She thanks god
for not keeping her in old age-home
though son not forbears
She is waiting for her day,
Time-wheel is going on.....
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