This one is closest to my heart.I wrote it while reading "A Thousand Splendid Suns".Initially it was just an idea,but then this idea didn't let me sleep one whole night,and what came up in the morning was this touching poem.I wept so many times while writing this...Coz I was feeling everything "a child without a mother" feels...
That dreadful monstrous day came again
That once took you away.
But why do they want to celebrate it,
Calling it my birthday?
Daddy wanted to celebrate it
So a party he threw
"It is your sixth birthday boy !"He said
nevertheless,for me,it was a yearly ritual,nothing new
The hall was decorated
With dazzling ribbons and balloons.
Some of them had "Happy Birthday" printed on it.
Some were of the shape of stars,sun and moon.
The hall was full
Children running everywhere
Men and women chattering
Birthday presents kept here and there
I greeted everyone
Wearing,on my face,a false smile
I mingled and played with other children
But my heart was aching all the while
I detested these rituals-cutting cakes,
Exchanging presents,greeting everyone
Because on the outside it was all happiness and laughter
But inside there was none
I hate when women say
"Oh! poor little thing.My child come here to me"
I hate that expression on their face,
They call it love,but I know it's just pity.
For "a motherless child"
Who lost his mother during childbirth,
Who is so wretched and bereaved,
That for him in this world, there is no mirth.
I'm lucky they say,
For I had a mother who gave her life to save mine.
That God was so merciful
Who gave me a chance to see his creations divine.
Yes,you took all the pain,
To let me see the light,
And you asked god to take yours,
In return of my life
But without you O my mother !
There is no light
There's only darkness deep within me
Though the world outside all colourful and bright
Up there in Heaven is what they call GOD
But so heartless and unjust is He.
He gave me a little space in His world
And took you away-who meant the world to me.
O mother,on my birthday,
There is a small gift I need from you
Would you come into my dreams,
And show me things I never knew?
I want you to tell me How it feels
When a mother takes her child,born just
Into her arms,and looks at him with eyes
brimming with motherly love,as it must?
I want you to tell me
How her mere presence
pacifies a crying child
and brings into his face,a cheerful radiance?
I want you tell me Why
Does an infant's eyes searches its mother?
Is it just because he is hungry?
Or out of some special bond between them,like none other.
I want you to tell me how it feels,
To be fed from a mother's breasts?
Is it really different from the "powder milk"?
Why don't we add sugar,is it the sweetest?
I want you to tell me Why
The first thing a child speaks is always "mama"?
Did it bring tears of joy into your eyes
When I uttered it the first time-"mama"?
I want you to tell me why,
Anand feels so proud,when he goes out to play
Holding his mother's hand?
Would you have held my hand the same way?
I want you to tell me why
For priya's mother,the most beautiful child is she?
And mother please tell me,
Would you have felt the same for me?
I want you to tell me
Why a mother's lap,
Is like a heaven for a child?
I also want to sit there and take a nap.
I want you to tell me the taste
Of the food cooked by a mother
And how does that extra ingredient makes it so delicious?
The mother's love-as it is called by others.
She came into my dreams
In her eyes,tears hath she
"I love you mother!" told I,
"You mean the world to me"
"I'm so tired of this world,
O mother! Into your arms take me.
Let me sleep right there,
And a lullaby sing to me"
She took me into her arms
In her chest,hiding my face,I wept
Oh her mere touch was so comforting,
It took away all the pain,there was none left.
"Oh,My little child!" said she
"How on earth could I tell you
Without you I'm as incomplete
As without me,are you."
"A mother without her child
No mother at all is she.
I'm as lonely as you are
I long for you,as much as you do for me"
"My little child
You are the most beautiful,to me
And I would love to hold your hand,
Yes,an inseparable bond is between you and me"
Her tender touch
Her care and affection
Was enough to clear my doubt
Left there, were no questions.
In her lap I slept,
She loved me all night
I felt like I was in heaven
So sweet seemed the world,everything so bright.
Because for a motherless child
The whole world is but a sea
Without the sweetness of mother's love
Every drop of it tastes bitter and salty.
That once took you away.
But why do they want to celebrate it,
Calling it my birthday?
Daddy wanted to celebrate it
So a party he threw
"It is your sixth birthday boy !"He said
nevertheless,for me,it was a yearly ritual,nothing new
The hall was decorated
With dazzling ribbons and balloons.
Some of them had "Happy Birthday" printed on it.
Some were of the shape of stars,sun and moon.
The hall was full
Children running everywhere
Men and women chattering
Birthday presents kept here and there
I greeted everyone
Wearing,on my face,a false smile
I mingled and played with other children
But my heart was aching all the while
I detested these rituals-cutting cakes,
Exchanging presents,greeting everyone
Because on the outside it was all happiness and laughter
But inside there was none
I hate when women say
"Oh! poor little thing.My child come here to me"
I hate that expression on their face,
They call it love,but I know it's just pity.
For "a motherless child"
Who lost his mother during childbirth,
Who is so wretched and bereaved,
That for him in this world, there is no mirth.
I'm lucky they say,
For I had a mother who gave her life to save mine.
That God was so merciful
Who gave me a chance to see his creations divine.
Yes,you took all the pain,
To let me see the light,
And you asked god to take yours,
In return of my life
But without you O my mother !
There is no light
There's only darkness deep within me
Though the world outside all colourful and bright
Up there in Heaven is what they call GOD
But so heartless and unjust is He.
He gave me a little space in His world
And took you away-who meant the world to me.
O mother,on my birthday,
There is a small gift I need from you
Would you come into my dreams,
And show me things I never knew?
I want you to tell me How it feels
When a mother takes her child,born just
Into her arms,and looks at him with eyes
brimming with motherly love,as it must?
I want you to tell me
How her mere presence
pacifies a crying child
and brings into his face,a cheerful radiance?
I want you tell me Why
Does an infant's eyes searches its mother?
Is it just because he is hungry?
Or out of some special bond between them,like none other.
I want you to tell me how it feels,
To be fed from a mother's breasts?
Is it really different from the "powder milk"?
Why don't we add sugar,is it the sweetest?
I want you to tell me Why
The first thing a child speaks is always "mama"?
Did it bring tears of joy into your eyes
When I uttered it the first time-"mama"?
I want you to tell me why,
Anand feels so proud,when he goes out to play
Holding his mother's hand?
Would you have held my hand the same way?
I want you to tell me why
For priya's mother,the most beautiful child is she?
And mother please tell me,
Would you have felt the same for me?
I want you to tell me
Why a mother's lap,
Is like a heaven for a child?
I also want to sit there and take a nap.
I want you to tell me the taste
Of the food cooked by a mother
And how does that extra ingredient makes it so delicious?
The mother's love-as it is called by others.
She came into my dreams
In her eyes,tears hath she
"I love you mother!" told I,
"You mean the world to me"
"I'm so tired of this world,
O mother! Into your arms take me.
Let me sleep right there,
And a lullaby sing to me"
She took me into her arms
In her chest,hiding my face,I wept
Oh her mere touch was so comforting,
It took away all the pain,there was none left.
"Oh,My little child!" said she
"How on earth could I tell you
Without you I'm as incomplete
As without me,are you."
"A mother without her child
No mother at all is she.
I'm as lonely as you are
I long for you,as much as you do for me"
"My little child
You are the most beautiful,to me
And I would love to hold your hand,
Yes,an inseparable bond is between you and me"
Her tender touch
Her care and affection
Was enough to clear my doubt
Left there, were no questions.
In her lap I slept,
She loved me all night
I felt like I was in heaven
So sweet seemed the world,everything so bright.
Because for a motherless child
The whole world is but a sea
Without the sweetness of mother's love
Every drop of it tastes bitter and salty.
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