Mother

Mother

 

She scream me, she yell me,
Ahhh!!! her voice disrupt me.
Believe in you she teaches,
But she never believe me.

Her secret finger touches
my hair.
Her whispering breath,
Kisses my forehead.
Love of her heart
Touches my soul.
Ohh my god!!
Why are You so?

With her Twistling feeling
She blessed me every time.
Perused her eye full of love
And hope in mine.

Unique is your soul
Unique is your love

Tale of motherhood
Fabricate her,
“Out of the box”
In the universe.

In every form of Living beings.
You made the Relationship of believing.?

 

Hitangxi Bhuta

6 Comments

Shrabanti Ray
Shrabanti Ray Posted on6:54 pm - May 14, 2018

Nicely woven….the caressing of a mother’s touch and love.
Let this love continue to inspire and motivate your writing skills in your life.
Well gathered….Hitangxi.

    Hitangxi Bhuta Posted on3:11 am - Jun 3, 2018

    Thank you so much Shrabanti Ray ??

Roopa Posted on3:53 pm - May 16, 2018

Well expressed hitangxhi ????

    Hitangxi Bhuta Posted on1:30 pm - May 17, 2018

    Thank you Roopa

Aparna Posted on8:19 am - May 17, 2018

a different take on motherhood.

    Hitangxi Bhuta Posted on3:11 am - Jun 3, 2018

    Thank you Aparna ??

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