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My Mother

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A tribute to the most special woman in my life; She is not famous, Nobody knows her Except small cir... Expand

A tribute to the most special woman in my life;

She is not famous,

Nobody knows her

Except small circle of

A few family members,

Her wonderful world.

She is simple,

An ordinary woman;

Far from modernism;

Disliking professionalism;

Ignorant from literary values;

Considering us, her only world.

Devouted her whole life

From youth to old age,

For our nourishment;

She is none other than

My Mother;

A little world, herself.

She gets up in the morning,

Takes her bath,

Makes our breakfast,

Goes to temple,

Pray to God

For our growth.

Washes our clothes,

Cooks our lunch,

Serves us with a smile,

And brings us

The evening Tea

With eatables in a while.

Plans for dinner-

Serves us after worshipping God,

Gives us milk before sleeping at night

Then goes to bed
keeping hand on her waist,

Never complains about her pains.

Next day, the routine repeats

From Dawn to Night,

Devouted for us

Her thirty precious years,

But still we are

World of her worthy life.

In my childhood

Holding my finger

She taught me to walk,

Saved me from unsafe eyes,

Marking black mark
On my cheek.

Adulthood came,

World started blame,

She came forward, took charge,

Saved me from problems enlarged.

Keeping her tender hand on my back

Made me understand the curves of worldly life.

Then youth roared

Make the world fear,

Taking new challenges

I forwarded my helping hand,

But she refused, saying

Use it for growth of your land.

(My Mother is the most adorable, respectable and special woman in my life. Perhaps I willn't meet the woman like her in my whole life to come - so devouted, ignoring her own existence. All other woman come after her because she is the person who introduced me to the world, made me capable to understand the world, taught me the ways to fight agaist the evils and and filled in me the greatest features of her personality that is patience, devoutedness and belief. So every mother comes first for everyone whenever someone asks about the most special woman in once life).
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Sawtanter posted 5 mnths ago

Thanks Sharmila,

I think, I'm successful to move from particular to general.

Regards

Sawtanter

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Sharmilagovande posted 5 mnths ago

Dear Sawtanter...

I like these lines...they remind me of my mother...

She is simple,

An ordinary woman;

Far from modernism;

Disliking professionalism;

Ignorant from literary values;

Considering us, her only world.

Sharmila

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Sawtanter posted 5 mnths ago

Thanks for your first comment Sophizz.

Whenever someone talks about the most spl woman in once life that is her/his mother.

Sawtanter

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Sawtanter posted 5 mnths ago

Thanks Dear Sampath

I do believe the same.

Sawtanter

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Sawtanter posted 5 mnths ago

Dear Yash

Thanks for such a nice comment.

I have tried to go from particular to general. Please tell how much i have got success in my attempt.

Sawtanter

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Sawtanter posted 5 mnths ago

Thanks Kvakutty,

I have tried to move my poem from particular to general.

Sawtanter

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Sawtanter posted 5 mnths ago

Thanks MayaAnil

The Idea is fabuluos to make my mother read this but she can't read english. So i will explain it to her.

Thanks for a new idea.

Sawtanter

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MayaAnil posted 5 mnths ago

Hi Sawtanter,

This is a Beautiful Tribute to a "Mother" . Each and every lines are so true. I am proud of you.
Your mom will be very happy if she happens to read this beautiful poem

All the best

Regards,
MayaAnil

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