Your smiles are the strength to me dear!
Your little lips make the wonder
Your eyes are the best indicators
And your hug is the only radiator
Your words are the most loved
Your deeds are the most cherished
Your steps make me step further
Your hands make me go inspired
Yet, yesterday when you cried
For me to be with you my daughter
I have no words to console
Or no thoughts to map off
Your words and pleading
Tore me apart
All for money, should I dare do this
To my little one! I cursed self
I could see the pain in your eyes
And what I do don't seem to be wise
Your gentle thoughts going wild
Begging your mom to be with you made me mad
What else could be the worst punishment than this
For the little mistakes I do in life
What else can I do for being your Dad's wife
Where there is no cause and no bliss
The years, you grow
You will understand your little mom
Till then, I think I have to be so
For all I do is for you alone
Your little scribblings make me
Paint the maze of my life in dream
Your little tales of fun and dare me
Pain you leave behind and take a train
How I wish I have options otherwise
Which are strong and more wise
To be with my little darling mouse
And enjoy the blooming rose
All my life through, I had no clue
Of what I could at any point do
For when my dad died, No option was there
Other than self to say, Dad good bye to you
For when I got married
I had no option left
Than to take the life in my stride
And be my mans wife
For when I had no money left
I had to leave behind my family
And travel towards the only rope
With high spirits and hope
But life is not all material
And there is some thing beyond all
A love, a true love of a little one
Wanting me to come back to her
Now again, I think I have no options left
For her tears tear me apart
For her love drags me back to her
And I have to see my star with smiles
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem