gajanan mishra

(3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

My mother is


My Mother is
As beautiful as
China rose
My Mother is
As pure as
Coconut-water.
When I am with
My Mother
No one can defeat me
It is clear.

The scent of
My Mother is
The scent of
This earth
The look of
My Mother is
That of the pole star
My Mother is
Passion flower
Without my Mother
You are thinking me
How you dare!

My Mother is
My life-water
My life-air
My Mother is
Your Mother
And we are
Brothers and
Sisters here
And also there.
See my Mother
My Mother is
Not a broker
My Mother needs
No signature
My Mother is
Not a grocer
Not a debtor
Come to My Mother
My Mother is
My Father and
My Ultimate creator.

My Mother is here
Come to my Mother
And see with you
No fear no fear
But a new life
A new culture
Remember your
Body-village
Belongs to only Mother
Come to the Mother
With debenture
My dear.

Submitted: Monday, November 25, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, November 26, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Mother Mother Mother
No alternative of Mother.
Mother is one and one
And doing all business here.
Nobody is nothing
Without Mother.

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  • Douglas Scotney (11/26/2013 3:32:00 PM)

    all in all Gaji, you've got to love her or you love nothing.
    From reading your poems, I don't think you are interested in doing that.
    I wonder if you've read Walt Whitman? Have a look at 'Passage to India'-it's in PH. (Report) Reply

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