Sunday 28 July 2019

The fortune called 'MOM'

An epitome of sacrifice,
A tower of grace,
Tons of scary missed calls,
And the probe of 'Did you eat?'
Do we even need to ask who?
Of course!She is the treasure we call 'MOM'

She is the reason,we touch the moon,
She cuts us slack each time we slump,
And yet, we ask 'why do you annoy us,Mom!?'
Don't you think that is why
She reminds us each time,about the nine months bump?

Her interest peaks each time we like something,
Her face sparkles every time we win,
She may not speak the volume of pain and panic
She experiences to let us leave our homes,
To embrace freedom and to live life
On our own terms.
But, she braves it all, only for us.

Is it all very easy for her?
Absolutely not!
But is it worthy, Yes all of it.
She gives us uninterrupted attention,
Unlike us who answer her
In between Netflix binges.

Today, on this random day,
I urge you to make more time for MOM,
Let's take her along our journeys
She never left us behind,
Then,Why should we?

P.S: This one is dedicated to the creator of my friends and my people, because of who my support system exists in today's world. Cannot thank you enough :)








9 comments:

  1. Beautifully written 👌🤗

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  2. Amazingly penned...'She reminds us each time,about the nine months bump?' this is more compelling to me

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    1. Grateful for your kind words! I know right, how well do we all resonate to the nine months bump thing :)

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  3. Loved the way you expressed the world of MOM! Lovely writing!.

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    1. Thank you for being a constant support and always reading my work :)

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  4. No truer words have been spoken! While reading it , it took me home , to interactions with my mom . Once again, it is a delight to read your renditions

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