"Some days when I am able to pick a pen and write, I know I have been blessed."~Savita

Welcome to my blog. In my quiet hours I seek to touch the depth of myself and my surroundings. My thoughts that take form of poetry are just the scratches on the surface of life as it reveals to me. Wrapped in a delicate veil of symbolism and ambiguity these verses and expressions also fulfill my desire to share a bit of my self with others. I hope reading them would be as enjoyable for you as writing them has been for me.

Thursday, May 13, 2021

Mother

So much of her life revolves

Around nurturing her children.


She is the gardener, watering sprouts

Delicate, with her flesh and blood.


Like a lioness protecting them from

The evil and ruthless claws of the foe.


She is the axis silent, watching over

Her stars gravitate in the spin of life.


No one knows the weight of her own

Existence she bears, to hold balance.


Our world would fall in disarray if

Her stable foundation isn't there.


Motherhood is soul's tender expression

'Cause her love is ordained by Nature.


Words I do not have O! beloved mother

To express my love and gratitude for you.


Savita Tyagi


Written on June.15th 2015










  

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