Dr. Antony Theodore

My Mother In The Chariot - Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore

Watching a glorious sunset,
playful are the waves on my feet.
Gold, red, yellow rays
sucked me in delicate passion.

Their chariot of flames
flew down to me.
Flames around, all around
golden blue and red.
With gleaming eyes I saw.

Seven white winged horses
flew into my presence at the shore.

I saw my mummy in the chariot,
smiling like the morning sun.

My eyes opened as sunflowers do.

With moonlit eyes
pouring blooms of bliss on me
she whispered softly.

In joy immeasurable
her voice melted.
In hugs and kisses
she murmured in my little ears.
‘You are my treasure, You are the apple of my eye’.

She adorned me with the stars,
blessed me with tenderness,
filled me with treasures divine.

I was blissful,
serene and desireless.

Singing a glorious hymn
pouring on me, her sweetest perfume,
she touched my life from the chariot.

The chariot flew away.

Every dusk,
and every night,
I look at the stars
and murmur:
Twinkling stars!
send my mummy again to me.

I sleep.
Tear drops linger on my lashes.

(It is a pleasant vision of my dearest Ma (in hindi language we call mother so lovingly Maaaaaaaa) .
i lost her when i was in the school. She had cancer and died at the age of 38. I yearn for her presence even now every day. it is a great loss i suffered and i will not be cured from the wounds that is created by her absence. When I see the sunset my heart raises itself to her chariot) .

Topic(s) of this poem: mother and child

Comments about My Mother In The Chariot by Dr. Antony Theodore

  • Zywa Zywa (1/10/2019 3:36:00 AM)

    Like Geeta I do believe that Ma is reading your poems, from the second you start writing them; she is connected; you can say: she is always reading your soul.
    I appraise life for giving us nature to communicate the essential things of our existence. I can agree with the vision, that this what sunsets are about.
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  • Parameswaran Nair Damodaran Nair (12/17/2018 9:27:00 AM)

    A very beautiful poem on your loving mother. The very thought of her fills in you immeasurable joy. Beautiful sunsets leave you to view the stars. Let one of hem be your mother pouring blooms of blessings on you. Dreams of mother arouse in us a novel energy. Thank you Tony for sharing such a marvelous piece....10 (Report) Reply

  • Savita Tyagi (11/27/2018 7:27:00 PM)

    Tony it is such a beautiful poem. Even though your mother is physically absent a vision of her is so comforting. Specially thinking of her while looking at the beautiful sunset. She sitting in the chariot is watching over you day and night. Thank you so much for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Geeta Radhakrishna Menon (11/25/2018 3:24:00 AM)

    Tony, this is such an adorable poem that i can read it again and again.
    I have already commented on this poem earlier and am happy to be back again, to read it.
    Thank you Tony, for such a wonderful poem on your Mum. You are blessed by her always
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  • Chris Noir (11/23/2018 1:57:00 PM)

    So distant, but also personal.Sad and hopeful. Life poured into verses. Gotta love your work, genuine emotion! (Report) Reply

  • Anzelyne Shideshe (11/23/2018 8:55:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem makes me think of my mother in heaven.May she Rest In Peace. (Report) Reply

  • Kostas Lagos (11/22/2018 3:07:00 PM)

    Beautiful poem. Warm and tender as a mother 's love (Report) Reply

  • Jennifer Birchall (11/20/2018 10:49:00 PM)

    This poem touched my heart, having recently lost my wonderful Dad. Thank you for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Bhavika Jain (11/20/2018 10:44:00 PM)

    No words to appreciate. The most pious poem read by me ever (Report) Reply

  • (11/20/2018 8:56:00 PM)

    Composing a poem on our mother is a really difficult task as we do not know from where to begin our poem. Because a mother is a heavenly person. But, You have painted her divine love so beautifully with your poem. HUGE THANK YOU SIR FOR SHARING IT. It is a treasure to enjoy. (Report) Reply

  • Glen Kappy (11/19/2018 5:30:00 PM)

    what an interesting vision, tony. or did this come in a dream? and what a blessing for you to have gotten it. this may seem an odd connection, but this makes me think of a dream my wife had when she was mourning the death of our former pastor who, after struggling a long time with depression, took his own life. in her dream she saw him in a boat passing by. he was smiling and communicated that he was at peace and alright. -glen (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/19/2018 2:20:00 PM)

    The love of mother to her children is immense. It can't be valued easily, In this poem the depth of love of a mother has been astutely delineated. A beautiful poem and valuable one for which I made my second visit to this poem. (Report) Reply

  • (10/16/2018 1:56:00 AM)

    can feel every word...my dad also had cancer...Dr. Tony, only God can fill her absence wuth His presence! May you be healed completely of all the wounds and pains...God be with you...and you deserve 10++++ (Report) Reply

  • Anamika Raj (11/25/2017 1:05:00 PM)

    This is so beautiful. Very emotional piece of creation. It shows how much you love your mother. Mothers are angels on earth. I am all teary-eyed now and I feel like hugging my mother right away. You are a great poet Sir. Thank You for sharing this amazing piece of work with us. (Report) Reply

  • Eillio Imbasciati (11/1/2017 5:32:00 AM)

    This piece touched my heart, since I lost my mother at the end of July. I'm sorry your mother passed at such a young age and you lost her so soon. (Report) Reply

  • Anil Kumar Panda (8/16/2017 8:16:00 AM)

    Very heart touching. The lines show how much you miss your mother and waiting to be with her someday when she will come to meet you on a chariot. Great imagination. Wish the poem should not end.10+++ (Report) Reply

  • Jeanette Telusma (8/13/2017 3:46:00 PM)

    - - -Singing a glorious hymn
    pouring on me, her sweetest perfume,
    she touched my life from the chariot- - - This is a Wonderful tribute to your dear mom. May you always find peace and comfort in your heart. The beautiful memories you have of her will help you always to move forward. Take care and thanks for sharing.
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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (8/13/2017 9:46:00 AM)

    Dear Dr. Tony, you have touchingly and stunningly inscribed the love among you and your lost mother. Though she is no more her love to her children is eternal. I know you have lost your mother at early age which pinched you a great shock. I too lost my mother when I was sixteen. I know the depth of yearn towards mother. Your strong emotion for missing her has been painted here immensely....
    In hugs and kisses
    she murmured in my little ears.
    ‘You are my treasure, You are the apple of my eye’.

    She adorned me with the stars,
    blessed me with tenderness,
    filled me with treasures divine.
    It is indeed a gorgeous poem and a great tribute to a mother. Fine penmanship. Thanks for sharing...10
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  • Rini Shibu (8/12/2017 3:06:00 PM)

    Very heart touching poem Tony.. Mother and child love is beyond words, the love never decreased as you get older
    Your strong emotion for missing her is well penned here. Thanks Tony for inviting me to read this poem
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  • Shimizu Mizuhala (7/23/2017 7:53:00 PM)

    Hear your mother's story, I am sad. She was in chariot, like Apollo flying from the sky, really wonderful picture. The weight of life and the light of poetry, where the perfect combination. Thank you! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 10, 2010

Poem Edited: Sunday, September 13, 2015

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