No Mothers Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Life proves painful
When you lose some
Dear to your heart and soul
You are going through sad call

Neither sky can solace
Nor can bring happiness
It is just a painful scar
As kid has gone very far

How many stars twinkle?
My son may be there looking like an apple
He was star in my eyes
I control tears but they forcefully rush

After all it is mother’s woe
Where else it can go?
I think in lone moments
He is missing and absent

No mothers lose their child
The grave loss can’t be filed
It shall remain in deep corner of the heart
As he was inseparable part