Mother Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Mother

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The strains she faced,
The pains she embraced,
The comforts she placed,
Outside her life!
The romance she ignored,
The bitterness she cored,
And the fruits she soared,
As a lovely wife!

When she fed her child,
Hell turned cold and mild,
And the fire was exiled,
As the child was content!
God wrote on the wall,
It's not over and all,
Just a glimpse of my call,
Kind enough and descent!

And reward of a mother,
A golden feather,
Nothing else and other,
A pleasant surprise!
On the Day of Judgment,
All dead or dormant,
But a mother will be ardent,
Its disclosure, premature and unwise!

Thursday, September 11, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: mother
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A mother is a virtual image of God.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 11 September 2014

A beautiful poem about the dear mother.

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Edward Kofi Louis 11 September 2014

A nice piece of work; thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.

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Khalida Bano Ali 11 September 2014

A nice gratitude to mothers, the idols of sacrifice.

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Valsa George 12 September 2014

Being an ideal mother is the greatest honour, a woman can aspire to have! If her love is reciprocated enough by her children, she becomes the most blessed of all! A great tribute to mothers!

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Khalid Saifullah 31 October 2017

A nice gratitude to all mothers...............................................

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Neela Nath Das 13 September 2014

The strains she faced, The pains she embraced, The comforts she placed, Outside her life! The romance she ignored, The bitterness she cored, And the fruits she soared, As a lovely wife! - - - - -Magnetic lines to be remembered....

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V P Mahur 13 September 2014

Dear Bro, I was always sure that you can write such a nice and heart touching poems. Thanks for your blessings through your comments.

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Geetha Jayakumar 13 September 2014

Lovely tribute to all mothers...... Fantastic lines...... But a mother will be ardent, Its disclosure, premature and unwise! Mother's love for her child is always unconditional. Beautiful poem. Loved reading it. Thanks for sharing.

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Tirupathi Chandrupatla 13 September 2014

But a mother will be ardent Always in our memories. That unconditional love ever flowing keeps one going. Beautiful poem. Thank you.

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