poetry dedicated to my mother

                                          MY MOTHER

WHEN I WAS SMALL CHILD

MOTHER TOLD STORY OF WILD

THEN I UNDERSTAND,

MOTHER IS WORLD FOR ME

SWEET VOICE OF HER ENCHANT ME.

                             I ROAMED AROUND MOTHER EVERY MOMENT

                             LIKE HER SHADOW ,DAY OR NIGHT.

SHE FILLS MY BELLY WHEN I CRY

SHE TAUGHT ME TO STAND WHEN I TRY

FOR A MOMENT ,

MOTHER DISAPPEAR FROM EYES

I START SEARCH AND CRY.

                           WHEN  I   DO  CHILDISH

                           ONLY MOTHER KNOW WAT I WISH.

NOW , I KNOW MOTHER SERVE WITHOUT ASPECT

SO,TAKE OATH TO GIVE TRIBUTE AND RESPECT.

                                

                                                                         

                                                                                               -GAURAV Y SINGH