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MAA
Suffering to the utmost level,
My mother crying in pain
Night and day. Her body
Hasn’t slept for days.
And the mind struggles
To have a fresh face.
She can’t breath, can’t sleep.
But, cooks delicacies indeed.
We see the pain and still
Pretend she is fine.
Rajma is preferred over Ma.
Indifference, if we don’t get it.
She craves for love and care.
But gets only ugly looks for
She is in pain all the time.
Her disease has created a distance
Unbridgeable perhaps. So, not
concern, but only gets torment.
We love you Ma, but you love us more.
We feel guilty and still ill treat you.
My mother crying in pain
Night and day. Her body
Hasn’t slept for days.
And the mind struggles
To have a fresh face.
She can’t breath, can’t sleep.
But, cooks delicacies indeed.
We see the pain and still
Pretend she is fine.
Rajma is preferred over Ma.
Indifference, if we don’t get it.
She craves for love and care.
But gets only ugly looks for
She is in pain all the time.
Her disease has created a distance
Unbridgeable perhaps. So, not
concern, but only gets torment.
We love you Ma, but you love us more.
We feel guilty and still ill treat you.
Published 3rd Mar 2012
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3rd Mar 2012 5:15pm
at times it seems hard
in our mistakes she may feel shame
with our dicisions she may not agree
but never will she turn her back
she will never learn how to not Love us
she will never know how to not be there
& no matter what she goes through
we will have her support
so just Love her the same because we only get one mother....everything can be replaced but her....
in our mistakes she may feel shame
with our dicisions she may not agree
but never will she turn her back
she will never learn how to not Love us
she will never know how to not be there
& no matter what she goes through
we will have her support
so just Love her the same because we only get one mother....everything can be replaced but her....
3rd Mar 2012 5:24pm
But never will we be able to pay it back.
Her love surpasses everything else.
She hides her tears to smile for us.
We yell at her when we see her cry.
she hugs us tight when she sees the water drops.
She cares so much and still we cannot pay an inch.
Her love surpasses everything else.
She hides her tears to smile for us.
We yell at her when we see her cry.
she hugs us tight when she sees the water drops.
She cares so much and still we cannot pay an inch.
4th Mar 2012 2:42am
6th Mar 2012 00:35am
conflicting feelings... your poem vibes so wildly that if i read this in a different mindset it would seem that i find pleasure from the pain dealt to the subject. very dicey style indeed. you could correct it if you want to, but i wouldn't suggest something as outrageous as that to a poem this good.
the line "So, not concern, but only gets torment." doesnt quite work. with respect to the lines before and after you could have done much better here. i think your poem deserves a better kicker. even if i lack the appropriate suggestions. :P
good work. :)
the line "So, not concern, but only gets torment." doesnt quite work. with respect to the lines before and after you could have done much better here. i think your poem deserves a better kicker. even if i lack the appropriate suggestions. :P
good work. :)
7th Mar 2012 10:29am
