DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK


The Mother


The Mother
- - - - - - - - - -
Holy holier-divinely;
Things are with her
As perceived and adorned gracefully
Lots of love and lots of pity
Along she is carrying
Of quintessence motherly
In her exemplified
The feminine persona so lovely
More and more and not less
I see and God confess
She is holier than me
Sent to care your needs
Alleviate your sufferings
Brighten your dreams
Like an Angel in the morning
Seen among lovely flowers
Caressing and them preparing
To see a beautiful day dawning
And the day passed off peacefully
Unto noon and evening
And seen her bidding children
Good-night with words so soothing
Oh mother! what you are
Made of which stuff so rare
For me and for all
You weep your tears
A drop falls on him
Another on her
A dozen on them
A few goes out
To form an ocean
Of love for your children
Unto I would love
Diving deep to die even
For not in vain will go
Your love and affection
My dear my mother
You are, I swear
As good as heaven......



Submitted: Saturday, February 22, 2014
Edited: Monday, February 24, 2014

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  • Lyn Paul (6/27/2014 7:24:00 AM)

    Like An Angel in the morning seen among lovely flowers Such beautiful words dedicated to your Mother (Report) Reply

  • Shraddha The Poetess (2/24/2014 10:16:00 AM)

    a truelyyyyyy veryyyyy beautiful poem on maaaaaaaaa..., , loved it
    maaa is the boooooooon.....she is an angel.........well done (Report) Reply

  • Geetha Jayakumar (2/24/2014 6:26:00 AM)

    A Beautiful poem. Nothing can be compared to mothers love. Any pain in her child will pass through her first, before it touches her child...She is the one who Inspires her child. Words are very few to describe mother...I loved reading it.... (Report) Reply

  • Dinesh Nair (2/22/2014 11:51:00 PM)

    To most of the fellow poets here she was/has been a feel,
    To me this mother is someone who could`nt be around me
    And this poem is to be a portrait of a dream mother for all.
    Thank you Deepakji for this sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (2/22/2014 10:22:00 AM)

    A mother is nonpareil.... her love cannot be equated with anyone's else... Unfortunately we do not realize how much she means to us while alive... Now looking back, there is hardly a day when I don't remember my mother.. an embodiment of selfless sacrifice and unconditional love. Before a mother's memory, we can only bow down with great debt of gratitude! Enjoyed much! ! I invite you to read my poem The Drop of a Feather! (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (2/22/2014 8:00:00 AM)

    A mother is nonpareil.... her love cannot be equated with anyone's else... Unfortunately we do not realize how much she means to us while alive... Now looking back, there is hardly a day when I don't remember my mother.. an emodiment of selfless sacrifice and uncoditional love. Before a mother's memory, we can only bow down with the weight of gratitude! Enjoyed much! ! I invite you to read my poem The Drop of a Feather! (Report) Reply

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