Lekhny composition -30-Jan-2023
My mother.
My mother first touch absorbed my tears that flowed in vain.
Her touch was the first that I recognised , and poetry of love written by God in nature.
Her honey words , dissolve in my ears brings sugary dreams in sleep.
Her bosom was softer fluffy clouds that brought me whole sky under my body.
My mother love the beautiful creation by nature and my whole world.
My mother lap soaked all my tears and wiped all my tension and pain with her Vail.
Her smile would help me see a constellation of star lips on her smile.
My mother pretty face that become my moon for dark and scary night.
My mother the world that I circled around her, and was peaceful for days.
My mother became the God and universe for me.
My mother love Ganges that purified and poured my soul and soothed my soul.
My mother knowledge flute tune played the vibration and guided me path with a musical direction.
My mother became a star that showed me direction when compass of life broke.
My mother became everything for me.
My mother became became the toy, and played with me night and day.
My mother became the partner in crime and saved me from taunt bullets and anger fire in mischief.
My mother became the first flower that sang me beautiful tales and song about nature.
My mother became my painter that painted a beautiful art of words and showed me words
Beautiful words of play and mesmerised the art created by my mother.
My mother became everything for me.
Joseph Matthew
01-Feb-2023 12:25 AM
nice
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Punam verma
31-Jan-2023 08:41 AM
Very nice
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Abhinav ji
31-Jan-2023 08:06 AM
Very nice π
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