My mother once gave me an order
To do some errand
I took it lightly but promised
Just like a trend
I thought to do it after my game
would be over
But my mother came back within no
Time to discover
I remember it was a winter morning
With shivering cold
I was busy in my game when my mother
came to scold
I was unknown to that silent attack
My mother made
In anger from behind she poured frozen
water that fade
That cold water stopped my breath
And made my mother sad
Scolding and crying she took me away
To warm me up
And before I excused for what happened
She said, 'shut up'
She had tears in her eyes for the pain
She gave to me
She embraced me in her arms These were the rare charms
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In anger from behind she poured frozen water that fade That cold water stopped my breath And made my mother sad Scolding and crying she took me away To warm me up later she embraced me...... charms! ! wonderful ending for this poem. thank you. tony
compliments from a great man of letters like you, inspires me a lot to discover a lot in the field of literature. thanks a lot.RKS YADAV[RAHEE]