For her.....to Heaven.......from Earth

“My mother is a poem I’ll never be able to write,
Though everything I write is a poem to my mother.”
                                                 -- Shouran Doubiago
Words like Superwoman and Woman of substance stand nowhere when it comes to describing a mother. I always fall short of words when I have to scribble about the one I can only see in pictures.  On this Mother’s day, I wish to thank every mother on this Earth. Not only that, but this Mother Earth too.
I feel pain when I see kids disrespecting their moms for the very little reasons. But probably that’s how God carved her. She keeps the strength of enduring child birth and at some time bearing rejection from the same child. She has the ability to become a shoulder for her tensed husband and at the same time can make her insecure teenager feel better.
All I know is that no Oxford Dictionary, no poet or no author can ever write the true worth of a mother, for it’s an emotion, to be felt.
I pay my gratitude to my mother via this poem, wherever she is. May her soul rest in peace.


God saw you getting tired,
And a cure was not to be,
So he put his arms around you
And whispered “come to me”.

With tearful eyes we watched you go,
And saw you fade away,
The angels carried you in their palms,
And for us, left no reason to remain calm,

Regret is a feeling I go through everyday,
For not even once I could hug you and say,
“I love you the most, maa”
In my own way.

Oh God,
Why couldn’t you just let us be?
She didn’t deserve to die,
She didn’t  deserve to be in pain
Only to ask you, night after night-
When i cry in vain.


Each moment we miss you,
Many times we’ve cried,
If love alone could save you,
You never would have died.