Your love
Love, Nature, poetry

Your Love

My bosom swells with insatiable love

when I embrace you tightly, my chest

like a parched barren desert in which

you become an oasis when you

rest your beautiful head against my

sterile ribs and play with my

falling locks like your

toy rattlers,


And when you abruptly run away from my

lap trying to play some childish games

and run after your toy trains, I shudder

thinking one day you will grow and

leave for the distant lands, move on from

the comforts of my laps to thrills

of world outside,


Leaving me wiping my tears in the shrine

 of your toy cars like a devotee waiting for

her prayers to be heard, you might not remember

little sacrifices, and sleepless nights spent to

ensure your gentle touch or how I put up

 with my plights smilingly turned my 

gloom into happiness and 

dejections into hope,


Why I stayed with your daddy just to create

with my hands a fantasy doll house for you

to play, Your one smile pumps blood

into the clogged vaults of my heart,

the fragile heart which just got

withered before the harsh

autumns of life,


But I make merry so you know world is a 

 good place to dwell in, I shudder thinking

who will quench the thirsts of your aching

mother when you grow and move to distant

but I know you have to go away and may be

may be then ill do my final ablutions in

the holy-rivers of my fore-mothers 

and kneel in front of my arch angels,

may be then….







38 thoughts on “Your Love”

    1. Thanks Shantanu, the meaning of love changes when children enters our life. I am so glad you read it and left your valuable comments which I always look forward to!

      1. My pleasure, both poet and the reader completes a poem, one ignites fires the other catches sparks!

    1. Very true, mother’s love is the best. Now that I am a mother, I know the sacrifices mothers make to nurture their kids. Thanks alot for reading and leaving your thoughts!

    1. Thanks and very true, I wrote this for my daughter a thought cake she will grow up and I’ll miss having her in my lap. Thanks for your kind read!

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