MOTHER 

My home is in the valley of heaven,
Under the bossom of mother nature
The valley remains virgin for ages,
Contain her beauty and pure at heart.!

Feathers grew and I flew away,
To a far away land on a treasure hunt.
The distance to my home increased,
As the glitter of the treasure blinded me..

I walked past ,as it was inevitable,
And it became a deliberate neglect.

I never thought that my mother
was waiting …
Glancing at the empty pathway..,
She was reluctant to go in, thinking
I may show up at any time,
She closed the door only half…
What if her daughter suddenly comes home ..!

She jumped up and ran towards the gate ,
Mistook every whisper of a dry leaf for my footsteps,
She would return in dismay
As it turned out to be a stranger who lost the way.!
She sat alone watching the clouds shaping,
Thinking about the curiosity ,
Once twinkled in her little one’s eyes.!

In retrospect, I remembered my home and returned,
Home was there with a broken varanda.,
But my mother was missing..!!

My home is in the virgin valley
Quiet, after all footsteps faded away
I am waiting ,extending my eyes to the empty path way..
My door is only half shut always ,
What if my children show up at any time.!!?

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY.!

BRIJI.KT
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