My Mother was Born...

Wishing my dearest Mother.... a very happy birthday (August 25th 2012). You are the one whose presence in my life, has made me whatever I am today. Love u Mom- you are unparalleled!

My mother was born the day I was…replete with sublime womanhood

A daughter, a wife, a sister she’d been…but now she was a mother, for good

Fresh from the throes of labor…smiling through immeasurable pain

When she first held me to her bosom…the rare sensation was all hers, to attain

 

Her sleepless nights were painless… daunting duties for a newborn, easy

The slightest ache I suffered… plunged her into deepest agony, no…frenzy

The initial stuttering words… faltering infantile steps, brought tears

Of pride, joy for the success of her child… triumphing all motherly fears

A growing tween had lessons to learn…the confused youth oft erred

Her advices fell on immature, deaf ears…but one never saw her, undeterred

Fears of failure, ended within me…she made sure of endeavors bold

She made me fight my demons…the wet clay was skillfully mould

Exuberant over my achievements… stoically, bearing that battle lost

To hope, she always taught me…yet, prepared me for the worst

And then, her offspring flew away…into spaces, destinations of their own

Left alone with just memories… her unfathomable grief, never shown

Her crazy antics, infuriating… her eccentricities making it worse

A strange paradox of emotions …makes a lovable mom, of course!

Today I’m not just proud….of having a mother like mine

Independent, daring , determined…the  family’s sole life-line!

You’ve made us into humans…just, sensible, tolerant and tough

Love you eternally, Mom… any words will never be enough.