Heba Mahmood

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Hey ya'll I'm Heba. I don't know how to sum up my explanation in this tiny lil box, but let me try! I'm still a kid and just passed 10th grade. I'm the youngest in the family and I have great interest for poetry. Although I like arts, karate and singing alot too, I believe the connection and devotion I have towards poetry is undefinable. Whatever I feel at the moment, I just pick up a pen and start writing and in the end it turns out to be pretty good. I hope one day I'm recognized for this talent of mine. Please like my poems, add me as your friend....I'll be glad :))

The Best Poem Of Heba Mahmood

All Of Me Loves All Of You

I looked up deep towards the moon and the sky
Is there anyone who loves me more than even I?
Who would cherish me, protect me and always sacrifice
Who would care for me, forgive me and never even mind

And there I saw a light rising from the horizon
Coming to me near as I stood there stunned
Saying that the gentle caress and the unconditional love
Are few of the major things a mother only does

I zoned out and saw a flashback of my life
When I was months old and my mother awoke all night
Sometimes to feed me, to comfort me or to protect me from bug bites
She let go of her slumber and raised me with all her might

She listened to me clearly before I could even talk
She took my little fingers and taught me how to walk
When I stumbled and fell she was the one who always thought
To pick me up first before I would withdraw

I started going to school as older I grew
I came home crying daily, with a new school issue
School life was very tough for me because none of my friends were true
But my mom became my guide and always helped me through

She never let me feel incapable or small
She helped me throughout everything, even with my brawls
She brought my best side out and taught me to stand tall
She said I was a queen and was meant to rule them all

My mom was the only being who I confided with my tears
And she was the only one who helped me overcome my fears
Whenever I felt weak, she embraced me and said “dear”
“You know that all your problems with me you can share! ”

And then I saw, the time of my youth
When the voice of my mom to me started to feel rude
And with every command of hers’ I used to argue
I used to give my friends and myself a lot more value

Soon I had forgotten that the one who had my back
When I didn’t have friends, she was all I ever had
I started ignoring, misbehaving and disrespecting her with my acts
I started to prior my temporary friends, which made my mom sad

But even though she was hurt, she never let it show
She never faked her smile and her face would always glow
And even after my misbehaviour, she helped me and loved me so
My mom was the best but I realized that too slow

Time started flying and I myself had grown old
I lived in my three story house but with vacant rooms and floors
My kids and my grand kids had left me all alone
I knew I was being punished for the sins of my own

I could hear the voice of my mom echo and I could see her spirit everywhere
I run close to embrace her but she would vanish as I go near
I realize it’s all an illusion and it all started to disappear
Tears start rolling out of my eyes as I realize she’s not here

I wish she could touch me, hit me, scold me one last time
I would do anything to see her beautiful face again in front of my very eyes
The memories of my mom make me miss her and like a little kid I start to cry
But I knew it was too late and she’s not coming back no matter how hard I try

As I was crying, I noticed something strange
I could feel my heart racing and the life out of me drained
And there I heard a voice calling to me, all my attention I paid
It said, “The doors of mercy have closed for you, there’s no way to escape.”

I bow down on my knees and plead to God to forgive me
He says your time here is up, and you die as a sinner indeed
You disobeyed your mom for your own joys and luxuries
Till the last moment she hoped you’d repent, but you made her die with grief

I felt the walls closing in as God showed me no mercy
I started running for the door but it kept going out of reach
Everything started falling apart and suddenly I got up from my dream
I noticed my hands wrinkle-free; I was still sixteen, what a relief!

I rushed to my mom as I got out of my bed
I begged her to forgive me and I promised to repent
She smiled with joy and kissed me on my forehead
“I never stopped loving you for a second” with pleasure she said

A mother is the only one who can send you rhapsodies of praise
Respect her, cherish her and with her always stay
Serve her all the time, as it leads to heavens’ gate
And love her all you can before it’s too late

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