Unexplored Voyage of a Mother!
She is a benediction invariably in action.
Her mortality filled with gnarled essence,
Yet at no time did we sense her absence.
All her existence’s a mere living,
As she prolongs her life embellishing our obligations.
Her glittery eyes curling up to the sky with endearing imaginations,
Outlying her materiality at tasking all around the clock.
Despite all the barbs thrown her way, she raises her family like a bloc.
Her aches lying in some obscure corner of the world,
Why can’t we untangle her from the whorl?
She personifies sacrifice,
Then why do we misprice her?
All she yearns for her worthiness,
As it eventually turns to be less.
A daughter, a wife, a daughter-in-law, a mother,
Embodying far-ranging nature made us belief in all her attributes.
Why not unbox her casketed happiness,
By swearing her soaring highs,
Than her reverting to the sored life?