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….