“Mother” a lovable word
embraces all with love
looks with eyes benign
seeks nothing in return
a solace to all
solicits with a smile
knows only selfless affection
brings tears to my eyes
as I recollect my own
a tough lady by nature
bore so much love inside
never showed it out explicit
being an innate confidence
versatile and a genius
took after her father
an architect par excellence
not in a way qualified
an administrator beyond imagination
not in a way qualified
a housewife ahead of thoughts
not in a way qualified
a teacher strict to the core
not in a way qualified
lacked she in one aspect
could that be a minor one
it be the cooking skill
she never wanted to master
rather never attempted once in her life
the mother of mine is a straight woman
majestic and careful
walked with an air of pride
her eyes reflected her feeling
her hands excelled in sewing and knitting
the embroidery was her speciality
grammar was her focus
punctuations came first
she lived like a Queen
her bastion always in her hand
such a mother I was blessed to have
being so born in the earth
which too bears the honour of a mother
earth being the founder of all
a symbolic significance of patience and pride