My parents breathed life into me
And I breathed my first witnessed by Thee.
Mama, my eyes saw you first,
And felt like I quenched my thirst.
I thanked Him for sending me on a beautiful journey,
But prepared myself to face the phases like Neem and Honey.
When you picked me first on your lap,
I felt as if I am on feathers of satisfaction taking nap.
Then I saw you dad,
And again thanked Him for making me your lad.
Your first sight upon me,
Made me feel I was blessed by Thee.
Though I admire Him the most,
But, I apologize, coz I snatched His post.
For me, my parents are no one,
But omnipotent almighty of Heaven.
Mama, I remember when you cried for me,
And I regret for every such happening.
Papa, you slogged day and night for me,
To provide me food, education and clothing.
I know I cannot pay your debt,
But to prove my worth, I will try my best.
I pray to have same parents in each and every birth of mine,
To motivate, support and inspire me in the world so elephantine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All parents will like you Akash for this lovely mother-poem...great effort10+++++++++++++