M for Mother & Mother's Q...

The first word that comes to mind with M is Mummy - Mamma - Mother - Ma. I have earlier written poems as tribute to this novel creator of world and the link to two of them are as below.

Now for this A to Z challenge it is Mumma's quandary ....... For the Mother a daughter is her best friend and so is the mother for the Girl child. And this poem tries to portray Mumma's dilemma as she grows old .....

 Mom and Babe - Thanks to Thou

        

Mother - An Epitome of Sacrifice

         

Mother’s Q……

Close to my heart,

Wrapped in my arms,

You opened your eyes,

Glistened eyes mine,

Counting thy fingers,

Tenderly surfing with care,

Your heart beat Soft

Thumped with mine,

There came your cry,

For all your needs,

Satiating all your wish,

I felt saintly blissed.

Tomorrow when I grow old,

And nobody stands close,

My cries would be in silence,

My Angel would you hold me close?

Loosening the clasp,

You paced nascent step,

Balancing Steps to Stride,

And to wings of freedom,

Cautiously I watched,

Shielding and sculpting,

Carpeting your path,

Letting the doors open,

You held your head high,

Scaled new Horizon,

With every success of yours,

My heart swelled in pride.

Tomorrow when my limbs go frail,

And my eyes draw hollow,

Longing to soar I wail,

My Angel would you hold me tight?

All through the night's dark,

To dispel Clouds roar and bark,

Awake I lay by your side,

Sang songs and read tales,

In hours of angst,

Or on days you were sick,

My heart sank, I felt low,

I prayed forever giving pills.

Now you have him to share all,

Lay by your side, caress warm,

You would grow dawn as mom,

I will ever-cherish you growing along.

Tomorrow when my intellect die,

Nothing recollects, draw a blank,

Lost aloof I try to evoke  futile,

My Angel would you lead me close?

Aditya Sinha

15.04.2016 

That’s for today with M. Tomorrow it would be another pour from Soul “N”
                                       Other posts in the series : A for Adore 
                                                                   B for Beauty Surreal 
                                                                   C for Caress
                                                                   D for Dedication
                                                                   E for Euphoria
                                                                   F for Fire of Love

                                                                   G for Grandeur Lost

                                                                   H for Heartfelt

                                                                    I for India

                                                                   J for Jealous

                                                                   K of Kiss

                                                                             L for Love

For my parallel second Challenge blog with A pls visit : Festivals of India

For other A to Z challenge blogs visit: A to Z Challenge 2016

MOTHER – AN EPITOME OF SACRIFICE

MOTHER – AN EPITOME OF SACRIFICE

Mom - thou art an Epitome of Sacrifice,

For you renounced all that thee cherished and once adorned,

Willingly and wishfully you decided to pay a matchless price,

To give me a being and bring me on this cosmic ground.

The very moment you bore me inside,

With ecstasy abound and dreams profound,

You trounced thy obsession for figure and stride,

And forwent the acrobats, starves, and parties around.

To marvel my tiny figurine in your celestial lap,

And embrace thy breast with notion divine,

You dispelled the fear of uncertainty in labor nap,

And relinquished all anxiety, apprehension and anguish in line.

For placid massage on my tender limbs,

With committed passion and conviction in firm stance,             

You parted your crush for Dad without grumble,

And bid adieu to craves, aches, lust and romance.

All through the night to pray and bring a sound slumber,

Instill chaste moral, deeper thoughts and dreams sweet,

You declined your sleeps, the bash and coveted endeavor,

And won over lulls and dulls, grief and grudge to moments of treat.

To abundance my path with ease, nurture my career swing,

And witness me scale the world’s venerated heights,                

You dumped your profession when on pinnacle thriving,

And mentored thy skills to my prospects with grits.

To enrich me with jewels in life at all time,

And cater to innumerable demands huge or wee,        `       

You yielded your aspirations through youth and prime,

And glimpse thou prudent dreams come true in me.

Even to experience me grow to the parenthood,

And live life with generations approach apart,

You resigned ideals, ideologies and institutions that stiffly stood,

And transformed to modern mood, lest my life thwart.

Revered thus thou stand an Epitome of Sacrifice,

For you renounced all that thee cherished and once adorned,

Perpetually, plentifully, persistently you paid an unparalleled price,

To make me a being and to put me to zenith all round.

Aditya Sinha

(A humble effort to pay tribute to the most revered and owned - Mummy, Mamma, Mother, Ma.)

This poem was written as a part of Women's day Contest 2009 organised by Sulekha.com and was a winner of Best Post on the Occasion among all type of posts - prose, poetry, short story, narration, tribute etc.

http://creative.sulekha.com/congratulations_413744_blog

The original blog post on Sulekha is 

http://creative.sulekha.com/mother-an-epitome-of-sacrifice_76119_blog

Photo : Courtesy Internet.