Thursday, 18 September 2014

My first Love...

This is a poem dedicated to every mother in this world from every child in this world.Sometimes we don't know how to say to our mother how much we love her, what she means to us. Sometimes we want to, but its too late.
So please, tell your mother how much you love her because she is the greatest gift from God that you can ever get.Here's a small token from me in remembrance of my mother..


Where is my mom,
Can anyone find her through any dot com.
Every night i used to search her,
in my dreams,in reality,
But,all i get is a sense of solitarity.
She used to be like a shield for me,
now, life appears to be a battlefield for me.
She means everything to me,
then why did god take her,
and leave me with eyes when i have nothing to see.
She was the person who taught me how to talk,how to walk,
how to bloom when you are in a gloom,
how to live a life of respect,by making decisions for which you don't have to retrospect,
She was the one who used to cook delicious meals for me,
anytime i approached her,when i was hungry and free.
She was the one to scold me first,
so as to save me from this evil world's dust.
She was the one to love me first,
because she knew that her love for me was a must.
She taught me how to smile in pains,
without thinking of any loss or gains.
She was the one who taught me how to draw and paint,
but i always wanted to tell her,
that my best work,is to paint her as a saint.
She was the one who used to recite me stories,
and to make me sleep,sing some lorries.
I want to tell you mom,wherever you are gone,
please come back soon, or else you'll see me doom.
Now at night,when i see in the sky,
i see a star,quite a distance far,
shining so bright,throwing its light.
Now when someone asks me,where is my mom,
i used to point to the star and say
THERE IS MY MOM.

I love u mom and i miss you so much
- from your son.

5 comments:

  1. Wonderful !!! This motivates me to write one poem for my parents. Especially, your painting speaks volumes which can't be penned down in form of poetry. Great work Artist-Writer Gaurav ! Keep it up !

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  2. Awsome Blog and beautiful painting which speaks a ton...#Respect for our mom and dad..! Happy Blogging GG..Keep updating us with your blogs ! :)

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  3. beautiful!!!....the painting as people have said says a lot...I love these lines
    "She was the one to scold me first,
    so as to save me from this evil world's dust."
    superlative...keep blogging and thanks for sharing

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  4. very emotional, wish you ease and peace..:)

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  5. Nice painting and very touching explaination..

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