Mother
The words are not yet created to say about her,
all I found but inane words,
and no word is worth to say about her!
As I have to write, I frame further…
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Mother, Mother;
who she is?
I wonder,
just a woman or God sent guardian angel!
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With such colossal care and airy ardour,
marvelous she is with her wondrous love!
Her love, comparable not;
nothing to declare, she is “Love” that is all!
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I humbly figure out her laudable worth.
It began with pain to give me birth,
which bring about a love so strong,
blooming into life-long bond!
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She always thinks I am beautiful,
and never put me behind.
She always have a beam,
to wipe away my glooms.
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Her heart is so delicate and her face with such gentle glow.
Such love she has, undotted and impartial!
She clearly loves three of us,
with the love that comes from Christ.
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She is an angel without wings,
per diem tell us to enjoy life’s most smallest things.
She lives for serving us,
leaving the heart-prints all the while.
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Go to the God, go to the nature and to the beast,
ask them a question,
who is the dearest one in this cosmos?
They answer, Mother – but not anything else!
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Composed on 13.05.2001
Minutiae
Title: Mother
Publication: Ballads of reaching goal
Year of Composing: 2001
Author: Vijay Vardhan Kudari
Nom de plume: Skald Quill Carry
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