Mohit Sharma

Rookie - 79 Points (06-06-1985 / Bharatpur, India)

Mother... - Poem by Mohit Sharma

People talk of god, it may seems true
But I haven't seen him, even within that nature's hue

When I woke up in this world, which was full of blue
I saw my own god there…oh 'Mother' it's you.

You passed sleepless nights, to ensure my silent sleep
You took colossal pains for me, and does not ever weep.

You teach me how to walk, in this world full of snag
And turned a human out of me, even within that pessimistic drag

I am not worried like others, to meet that invisible god,
As I'd already met you, while my life's pendulum nod.

Now it's fairly impossible for me, to derive your existence's worth
thus I pray to that invisible for you, to be my mother even upon my rebirth.

Love you mom…

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 9, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, May 14, 2012

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