Mothers' Forever Stay Poem by Mamta Agarwal
Mothers' Forever Stay
When the storm raged
Fell the trees,
Lightening struck
And cloud burst,
Rain lashed on the roof
And tiny white balls
Gathered at our door;
I remember how I would run
With a pounding heart
And hide my face in your sari folds
Until the storm spent… left.
You took me to the courtyard
And pointed at the mango tree;
See, the trunk, didn’t yield to wilful storm.
It’s grounded with roots deep into the earth.
The top shook like you.
I nodded as if I understood.
All I cared for was her nearness
And familiar fragrance.
As I grew old, her morning chants woke
Me from deep slumber, and I lingered in bed
Listening to her footsteps… reassured.
Looking back, when life threw some difficult tests
I had learnt to anchor myself in my breath.
Now there are no sari folds
But what she told
Guides me through highs and lows.
Mother, your little girl is all grown up now,
Just because you showed her how.
Pray mother,
How did you always know
What to say?
Even today I can feel your presence
For mothers never leave,
They forever stay.
a tribute to my mother on her birthday, written on 1st August.
Thank yu for ur comment on my mother in the chariot. read at once your mothers stay forever...... i tried more than 10times to send my comment below ur poem. but i could not. poemhunter has difficulties.. i could not open. so i m sending my comment here. As I grew old, her morning chants woke Me from deep slumber, and I lingered in bed Listening to her footsteps… reassured. Looking back, when life threw some difficult tests I had learnt to anchor myself in my breath. Now there are no sari folds But what she told Guides me through highs and lows. after reading ur poem i was in tears. tears were falling down..... so many diamond drops.. i can simply imagine how u stood there behind her saree. i too did it as a child. morining chants of ma. i too heard it...... my mother could sing very well and dance too. a pure person. learing to anchor myself....... i dont know whether i succede in it. your poem is full of emotions....... a loving child can imagine all that. i see my mother in the coffin....... how i cried then.... even today she lives in me........ so true. mothers do not go..... they stay. thank u Mamta. gave u 10
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4/23/2024 5:34:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
My warm wishes too... for the lovely lady in your life.