My Mother's Day.. Poem by Achintya trivedi

the one who would comply
when I used to babble..
the one who would care
when I played with cries..
the one who would laugh
at my silly goofs..
one who Still scolds
on my petty lies..

neither rhymes of 'the bard'
nor even the God almighty
could define her perpetual
acts of love and care...
this moment of today's eve
test of my trifle rhymes
singing along with these quotes
with whole world, aloud I share...

to her anger clothed with love
to her checks loomed with care
annex my life to her's
O God, nothing else I pray..
my vigor in failures
my pivot in weakness
to that accompany in my loneliness
I wish a 'HAPPY MOTHERS DAY....'

-Thank you