Four in the cradle of life, a beacon so bright a mother's love a celestial light with arms that embrace a heaven so warm she weaves a tapestry a love infused swarm in the whispers of dawn her lullabies sink a melody of love on gossamer wing a touch like a balm soothes every pain a refuge in storms a shelter from the rain her eyes, a reflection of galaxies untold hold stories of courage, of sacrifices bold in each tender gaze a universe resides a love deeper than the oceans where eternity abides through the seasons of joy and trials of grim a mother's devotion and unwavering hymn she plants the seeds of wisdom in a heart she sows garden of love where the purest love grows her laughter, a melody that dances in the air a symphony of joy a treasure so rare through the valleys of sorrow she walks hand in hand a beacon of strength in a shifting sand in the pages of time her legacy we trace a woman of grace, an embodiment of grace her hands, the architects of dream that soar a beacon of love forevermore mother dearest, in your empress so divine a sanctuary of love where hearts entwine through the tapestry of life your love unfolds
Ranjana Kamo
@Gamechanger · 0:36
Hello. Very beautifully penned down. And, you know, it's so difficult to write about, mom, because there. I mean, this is like, a subject that has no boundaries. It has no. It's. It's like an infinite kind of an emotional feeling, and, you know, which you just can't put down in words. And you've tried very well to do so. And congratulations for doing that. Thank you so much
I really liked your smita a lot and I think your poem is really a tribute to all the mothers who do a lot of sacrifices, who show unwavering support, unconditional love, and section to make sure the child grows in all the ways possible. So thank you so much Mehta for such a beautiful and wonderful poem. I really loved it. Keep sharing. Thank you