My Mother Poem by Smrithi Padmakumar

This is a small poem which I wrote three years ago(from my 10th standard) .Still its too dear for me because
I love the word pictures and similies which I have used here and they reflect the truth too!



A drizzle in sorrow,
a friend in sadness.
Thats my Mother!

An ocean of love,
with corals that glow!
Its waves-her hands
with which once,
she fed me.

Its water like her face,
as pure and clear as crystal!
Its shore-her mind
for it tolerates my faults
and leads me
to right jaunts!

She can't be confined to words,
she can't be compared with anyone!

For she can be compared to
only one-
thats herself-
my Mother!