Oh! my jewel crowning my fame
immaculate in your glow and richness
added colours to my life with your presence
rocking in the cradle to the tune of the nightingale
With a great impetus I longed to see your feet
touch the floor of our ancestral home
the home which bore you the abode of our happiness tainted
with lullabies and tantrums
Embracing you, Oh! my child,
has expanded my horizons of motherhood
but alas, kept your mum numb strangling hard
to the baseless myths
Bless you, my son, with humble thoughts and noble deeds
that reap your future, quite challenging for a mother
to raise her kid with values of life and courage
to encounter the challenges in the ever competing world
with values and ethics and muster courage to face the world
Oh my dear friend , your poem is the voice of all mothers.It brought back the sweet memories.
Fine and lofty verse written with clarity of thought and mind. Lovely and very passionate. Thanks for sharing Hima and do remain enriched.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice Bindu. It remainds me of Vamshi.