Mother - The Divine Apparition Poem by RONY PATRA

There is a person, a very special one
For each one of us, she is second to none
It is well-established that like her, there is no other
She is the divine apparition we all know as “Mother”

She experiences great pain while giving us birth
In order to safely make us come to Earth
When she sees her newborn(s) , she weeps like a child
She vows to take care of them, when their bodies are mild

She feeds us, waits on us, with us she sleeps
In times of our illness, she silently weeps
She never lets us go, even for a brief period of time
When we feel sad, to us she recites a nursery rhyme

From her, we get encouragements, rebukes galore
As also stories which are part of fairy lore
She hits us, scolds us, in order to correct our wrongs
But afterwards she also breaks into a flurry of sweet songs

But what do WE do? When she becomes old,
And we grow up, we leave her out in the cold
We never listen to her, we feel she’s bossy and snooping
Her feelings are hurt, her shoulders start drooping

Our mother wonders, “What is my crime,
Why are my children deserting me at this time? ”
She starts feeling lonely, depressed and sad
She thinks her entire motherhood was bad

She leaves this world, a broken and hurt creature
Once upon a time, she was our greatest teacher
We wail and cry during her last rites, we sing and dance like bards
We don’t realize our indifference has killed her like broken glass shards

To all who read this, think of their mothers, I make a request
We may win, we may lose many things in life’s quest
But one thing we will never lose, remember, my brother
The love and faith of the divine apparition called “Mother”