Mother Poem by Asim Baadshah

In her hug, the world feels right.
Her warmth turns darkness into bright.
Against all odds, she will not fall,
A silent shield, she bears it all.

Her prayers guard me through the night,
Her love, a flame that burns so bright.
No treasure shines as pure as she,
A heart so vast, like the endless sea.

When dreams are shattered, hopes grow dim,
Her faith revives the light within.
She lifts me up when I fall apart,
With endless love, she fills my heart.

No bond compares, no love as true,
Her soul's a sky of boundless blue.
After God, in this world's array,
It's Mother who lights the darkest way.

Poem by
Asim Baadshah