Mother Poem by Suhail Kakorvi

Thou art light of heart-
Radiance of soul
That which has become perpetual in me
Is the pleasure of thy embrace-
All noble men taught to world thy reverence-
We possess the most precious-
Is nothing but thy joy-
The paradise is beneath thy feet-
Is a quote to highlight thy greatness-
Nature has assigned the work of creation to thee-
The process with which thou traverse to discharge thy assignment
Is agonizing yet decorates thy identity
And thou art beauty of life-
That grace of service which thy offspring renders becomes worship-
Upon which thou bloom with cheer-
In the day thou art sun-
In the night thou art moon-
Thou bestowed upon us consciousness-
By virtue of which we discriminate between good and bad-
Thy blessings would block the way of grief-
Which can not dare to touch us-
Let there be transitions around-
But thou would never change-
Thou scatter love incessantly-
Thy generosity stands as example-
Thy agony cannot be defined-
Then when I’m hurt-
Which quenches my thirst to satiety-
Thou art that pious river-
Learning can only be useful-
When thou become a guide to mind-
I cannot forget my restless nights-
I will remember always thy sleeplessness too-
My heart reposes in peace-
with the effect of freshness thy being transfers