Listen, Every mother is beautiful.
She is real,
She is light,
She is the only warrior,
She is something where peace begins,
She is love,
She is life,
She is a jewel,
She is courageous
Believe me. She is an ocean.
I call her mother,
Yes, I call her mother.
You are the heaven,
You are the colour of my blood,
And you are the cure of my pain.
You are my first country, world.
You are the one who taught me what is right and what is wrong,
How to talk…
A poem for you mom is trapped inside me.
I have sat for hours writing.
About you, you love, your care.
Seconds slipped into minutes, minutes into hours,
Only you are beautiful.
What other poem is there?
What other love is there?
You are the best; i have fewer words to describe your inner beauty.
Your love is inevitable.
Oh, God! I am so lucky to have a mother like you.
The world is so ignorant.
They don’t know how powerful mother’s love is.