Longing Mother Poem by anju addanki

Oh my God, he is so tiny,
That’s the day he made my life so shiny,
Embracing him in my arms,
Made my heart so calm,
Feeding him on my breast,
Felt like mothers love nest,
Hey look here all,
He is not to crawl,
He is one now,
And has different types of brows,
I left him at school,
Which was rule,
There he comes crying,
And my heart was dying,
Holding his hands,
Fulfilled all his demands,
Guiding him on the right way,
Not letting him go astray,
Wanting to hold him tight,
And once again wanting to make my life bright,
I am here sitting near the broken door,
Waiting to be called for,
Ears echoing to hear the word mom,
Which is like a soothing balm,
Silently wiping the trickling tears,
Really wanting my dear,
The day he left me apart,
I was just left with aching heart,
Being unwanted, unloved, forgotten,
Feels like I am rotten,
As I am now old,
No one wants me to with hold,
Being old is not my fault,
But its natures part,
Now just praying when I close my eyes,
Hope he comes at least for my last rites.