Oh Mother - Poem by Sanika Khairnar
Forgive me mother, for I have sinned,
those deeds shamed you and drowned me in guilt.
Forgive me also for those selfish acts,
which ached your temples and burdened your heart.
You birthed me to profess the joy of womanhood,
to share with your seed your myriad moods
but i couldn't elude the competition of inheritance
and had to bear your spouse's traits of narcissism.
A tumultuous of sensations you caged,
in the deep recesses of you mind unexpressed;
a parallel world of unexplored ideas with imperious might
all piled up for the spark to light.
Both of you; a married couple unified by pretension,
tacit abuses, unspoken violences: a neat deception.
Yet you continued with your role of a demure wife
and trusted me to bring a renaissance in your life.
And now into your fifties you will ascend,
craving for self exploration you will transcend
into the phase of a joyous menopause
to live a life which you had been deprived of.
Take my hand for i will guide you mother
open you heart and fill me with your wildest fears,
I am your daughter a joy of you life,
to 'being a woman' lets cheer a whiskey with some ice.
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