Mother Poem by Mula Veereswara Rao

Mother



Mother of Seven Children

She,
Mother of Seven Children,
For them, Created heaven
once she created shelter
Now her dreams shattered
She is selfless for serving little souls

Now she is shared by seven,

Like time changed seasons
She changed homes


She stayed
Some times at Big son's home,
Some times at Last son's home,
Some times at middle son's home
but not to meddle with their affairs!
In-laws became outlaws

She lost her husband,
With whom the pleasure abound,
Old age became cage
She occasionally slips to his memory
fails to bear daily dreary!

She still feels they are children in her nap
fails to understand generation gap

She is the mute witness
to the sons’ ingratitude,
Succumbed to cruel fate!


They think mother is burden,
looks calendar to push her to rotation!

She is the Mother
Still feels little souls in her nap!

She never speaks ill of her children,
mother of strong will,
believes in love!

She thanks god
for not keeping her in old age-home

Mother forgives
though son not forbears

She is waiting for her day,
Time-wheel is going on.....

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sumita Datta 18 October 2008

Well penned.... the fact of life.... Thanks for sharing...

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Abha Sharma 17 April 2008

your poem depicts the reality of today...the generation gap floods and distructs all emotions of a mother...Youngsters should learn and recognize the worth of the greatest creation of God...THE MOTHER...well composed.

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Anjana Asok 17 April 2008

hi mula nice poem.i especially loved the line'old age became cage'.it makes us understand that now a days we are making our parents themselves to be a burden.keep writing.thanks 4 the comment you made 4 my poem

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Mula Veereswara Rao

Mula Veereswara Rao

Amalapuram, East godavari, Ap, India
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