My Mother Poem by Mohammad Muzzammil

Her words were like a warm embrace,
A balm to soothe my troubled soul.
Her smile would light up the darkest place,
And make my broken heart feel whole.

But now she's left this mortal plane,
And I am left with memories dear.
Her voice still echoes in my brain,
And I can feel her presence near.

Though she is gone, her love remains,
A gift that I will always hold.
In every moment, every day,
Her spirit shines bright and bold.

So I will cherish all the moments we shared,
And hold her close forevermore.
For in my heart, she will always be there,
A love that time cannot ignore.

My heart aches for my mother dear,
Who's gone to the heaven's sphere,
I long to hear her sweet voice again,
To feel her touch and soothe my pain.

Her smile and warmth, I dearly miss,
The memories, I treasure and reminisce,
But though she's gone, her love lives on,
In my heart, forever strong.