MOTHER

MOTHER

P K Routray

Mother is a mother with heavenly love

To substitute a mother, an alternate, God has yet to evolve.

My strength was my mother and now also she is my strength

I am sure she will remain as my strength in future and even to the last breath.

For her progeny a mother’s love is boundless and infinity

Irrespective of numbers of children the intensity of her love always remain beyond limit

The concept of infinite can easily be perceived from her above quotient,

Her love can be equated to God, who is infinite and all prevalent,

A mother is a mother whether a man or animal

Motherly love is same for her children whether big or small.

Mother is not only mother but also a nurse and a doctor,

She is the first guru of life and a slave and a master.

In her womb we kicked and while coming out we gave her immense pains,

Experts cannot compare it to any perceivable human pain but she forgets and never complains.

At the slightest misery in life we blame her

As if had she not shown us the light of earth, we would have been in the heaven with bliss forever.

Her love is the sharpest weapon to control and correct us when we are wicked and nauughty,

We have pulled out of many a crisis with her prayer and advice when we felt guilty

Our anger melts when we see the love in her eyes and in her body language,

Only love ban be used as a weapon for annihilation of misery and wreckage

We feel lonely and helpless when mother leaves her mortal body and passes away from the earth,

Her love is the driving force to keep us away from this life’s fury and wrath.

No creation by any artist or poet can contain and portray her in any of his master creations,

For her Progeny man or animal she is one of God’s incarnations.