On Mother's Day, Motherlessly Remember I
On Mother's Day,
Remember I her motherlessly,
How did come to lose her?
When she had been alive,
I could not feel it,
Now she is gone, lost and forgotten for ever.
Mother, my mother.
Today's Mom, Papa
Today's mom mom not,
but a sister,
Papa papa not,
But a friend
Of yours, mine.
On Mother's Day, Get I
Get I reminded of
The asthi-kalasha hanging
Near my house one midnight
When I opened the door,
Found it to my surprise,
But not my mother.
Get I reminded of the navel
Of my mother
Burning as an earthen diya
For sometime more
While cremating her
On the pyre.
Now she is earth, earth, this good earth,
Om shantih shantih shantih,
Let her should rest in peace!
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