The Mother
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Holy holier-divinely;
Things are with her
As perceived and adorned gracefully
Lots of love and lots of pity
Along she is carrying
Of quintessence motherly
In her exemplified
The feminine persona so lovely
More and more and not less
I see and God confess
She is holier than me
Sent to care your needs
Alleviate your sufferings
Brighten your dreams
Like an Angel in the morning
Seen among lovely flowers
Caressing and them preparing
To see a beautiful day dawning
And the day passed off peacefully
Unto noon and evening
And seen her bidding children
Good-night with words so soothing
Oh mother! what you are
Made of which stuff so rare
For me and for all
You weep your tears
A drop falls on him
Another on her
A dozen on them
A few goes out
To form an ocean
Of love for your children
Unto I would love
Diving deep to die even
For not in vain will go
Your love and affection
My dear my mother
You are, I swear
As good as heaven......
Such a devine poem to your dear and lovely mother. It's a poem to my mother as well. Just to quote: Like an Angel in the morning Seen among lovely flowers Caressing and them preparing To see a beautiful day dawning Thank you! Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Many many thanks........Savin........I am humbled.........Wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.........
I'm truly glad that you have chosen this topic to compose the poem. It has been quite finely composed implying the importance, affection and all the other honorable features of a mother. Great indeed.
She is holier than me Sent to care your needs Alleviate your sufferings Brighten your dreams..lovely Eulogy for your loving mother. may these hands which wrote such powerful words of love and praise be blessed.. tony
You made your mother proud of this masterpiece. The words are beautifully adorned with beads of love and care. Worthy to be Poem of the Day on Mother's Day. Into my Poem List.10
You always strive to inspire me with your heartening and refreshing words........Rose Marie........ Many thanks with a gratitude and good wishes
This is the greatest poem I have ever read that holds a mother in high esteem. Qout She weeps her tears To form an ocan of love for her children Qout: Beautiful lines from a masterly crafted poem.
I have included this poem in MyPoemList. It is such a beautiful composition.
Many many thanks Rajnishji I feel inspired and humbled by your admirable comment
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great tribute to a lovely mother in an inimitable style. The poem reflects the true stature of a mother. More and more and not less I see and confess / She is holier than me Sent to care your needs / Alleviate your sufferings