A mother's woe
No more they bother me
For the missing shoe
Or the dirty tie
Neither for the bruised knee
Or the teacher's plea
They rush to me …..! ! ! !
Don't have they time
To ask for their choicest dish
The endless wants of yesteryears
No longer wait for my purse
I can't express my heart
My poor emotions either
How things have undergone
A sea change…
How time encroached
A mother's unconquered empire! ! ! ! !
The cherished dream of a mother
Which she sees day in and out
To see her kids grow from teen to adult
But when they grow up in true sense
Why again she silently shouts? ? ? ? ? ?
To this question of million dollar
Even God has no definite answer
As HE can be everybody else
But can't be a mother! ! ! ! ! !
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A mother's woe
No more they bother me
For the missing shoe
Or the dirty tie
Neither for the bruised knee
Or the teacher's plea
They rush to me …..! ! ! !
Don't have they time
To ask for their choicest dish
The endless wants of yesteryears
No longer wait for my purse
I can't express my heart
My poor emotions either
How things have undergone
A sea change…
How time encroached
A mother's unconquered empire! ! ! ! !
The cherished dream of a mother
Which she sees day in and out
To see her kids grow from teen to adult
But when they grow up in true sense
Why again she silently shouts? ? ? ? ? ?
To this question of million dollar
Even God has no definite answer
As HE can be everybody else
But can't be a mother! ! ! ! ! !
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An amazing write! A mother is always a mother., Even if the children grow to adults a mother has the same concern for the child..To quote some beautiful lines from the poem- A mother's unconquered empire! ! ! ! ! The cherished dream of a mother Which she sees day in and out To see her kids grow from teen to adult But when they grow up in true sense Why again she silently shouts? ? ? ? ? ?
Bharati Thanks for your valuable feedback. Sorry I could not respond immediately as I am still a Bharati Thank you very much for your valuable feedback. Sorry not to respond you in time, as you know, I am still a naïve in managing Poem Hunter.Com
A mother fulfills unlimited wants of her child. Affection of mother for child is very precious. This poem is really very amazing.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Last two lines _ yes, He cannot be mother.Total woes of a mother, we people clearly understand from your poem.Perhaps, the woes starts when the birds fly out of nest and end when the mother becomes ex-mother(mother of a mother) .Do you agree?