And this is what we call cyclic
all changes
hands face and smile
once who led you to school
now stands cool
awaiting your arrival
the one who buttered your toasts for you
now waits a soft slice of bread from you
the one who kissed you daily to school
now waits for a kiss
will you give she thinks
a tear flows down her cheek
she knows smells now her repose
the son too has also gone through change
his consort is all for whom he remains
my son come once again
at least today 'tis Mother's rightful day
come and in my arms do play
just for once if you may...
if only for a wee while today...
An emotional write- on the occasion of Mother's Day- A mother's outpourings while the son has no time for her mother unlike when he was a small boy. MyPoemList. If you permit, I would like to translate it into Hindi. Thanks a lot.
it will be my greatest pleasure to see you translate into HINDI DO LET ME READ KINDNESS COMES from friends like thee thanks again kindly
So nice of you, Dear Friend. It is always a delight to read poems written from heart. Thanks also for permitting me to do its Hindi translation.
So very kind of you You swell my eyes with tears of JOY I have waited all these years gone by Thanks again - - many more we will SHARE...BOTH IN ENGLISH and Hindi Nameste Jai Hind
It is so heartfelt. Deeply touched and humbled by your sentiments, Dear Poet. Friends share and understand their ideas on the same wave-length. Namaste & Jai Hind,