Long before the God wakes up in the east,
SHE leaves her bed, to attend her constant, unappreciated deeds;
Every species would enjoy her services once atleast,
never with a need to express their changing needs.
Though through centuries, she was on same role and duty,
none could ever trace, in her, slightest exhaustion to bear;
pouring out more, but never emptied of beauty,
her heart is an eternal bowl of love and care.
Her twinkling eyes teach the life's essence -
'The joy in living for others' and in catering to the helpless;
Her smiling lips preach us the best lessons -
'contentment', 'forgiveness', 'patience' and 'boldness'.
Her gentle touch consoles us in times of pain,
and strives incessantly, to comfort our restless soul;
Her soothing words revive the might and moral again,
who rarely thinks of her own 'tangible accomplishment and goal'.
The warmth of her affection could become an assistance,
in transforming an evil into a social reformer;
and twice is the strength of her persistence,
which can mould a dumb into an incredible performer.
Her joy is in inspiring any child, irrespective of race,
their success is her pride, their pain is her wound sore;
pure, matchless and most cherishable is her embrace,
which has, in it - a friend, a guide, a maid and many more.
In a world, where anything can be assured to go wrong,
where evil can infect even a husband, child or a brother;
where fearful screams overtake a baby bird's morning song,
untouched is the sole true love of a selfless MOTHER.
When his arrogant and boastful child - MAN - disregards,
the furious GOD pledges on avengeful disasters against EARTH;
but SHE takes GOD into her lap and soothes, lulls and guards,
giving him a reign of comfort and reasons for mirth.
Learning from her, to forgive a child’s every offense,
GOD joins us, indebted, to bow to her in reverence.
SHE leaves her bed, to attend her constant, unappreciated deeds;
Every species would enjoy her services once atleast,
never with a need to express their changing needs.
Though through centuries, she was on same role and duty,
none could ever trace, in her, slightest exhaustion to bear;
pouring out more, but never emptied of beauty,
her heart is an eternal bowl of love and care.
Her twinkling eyes teach the life's essence -
'The joy in living for others' and in catering to the helpless;
Her smiling lips preach us the best lessons -
'contentment', 'forgiveness', 'patience' and 'boldness'.
Her gentle touch consoles us in times of pain,
and strives incessantly, to comfort our restless soul;
Her soothing words revive the might and moral again,
who rarely thinks of her own 'tangible accomplishment and goal'.
The warmth of her affection could become an assistance,
in transforming an evil into a social reformer;
and twice is the strength of her persistence,
which can mould a dumb into an incredible performer.
Her joy is in inspiring any child, irrespective of race,
their success is her pride, their pain is her wound sore;
pure, matchless and most cherishable is her embrace,
which has, in it - a friend, a guide, a maid and many more.
In a world, where anything can be assured to go wrong,
where evil can infect even a husband, child or a brother;
where fearful screams overtake a baby bird's morning song,
untouched is the sole true love of a selfless MOTHER.
When his arrogant and boastful child - MAN - disregards,
the furious GOD pledges on avengeful disasters against EARTH;
but SHE takes GOD into her lap and soothes, lulls and guards,
giving him a reign of comfort and reasons for mirth.
Learning from her, to forgive a child’s every offense,
GOD joins us, indebted, to bow to her in reverence.
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