By-Sarron Mohapatra


We realize when it’s late

In our life to enjoy a Date!

It was not long back when you were in my arm,

How could I shout at you when I am still smitten with your charm.

I don’t want to shed a tear of regret and watch my feather fly away.

I promise, I will take eyes off my watch and rather watch you grow everyday.


When I was complaining on that sleepless night,

Little did I know that so soon, you would make it right.

When I was sobbing about that cluster feed,

I wish I knew, so swiftly you will get past that need.

Ah, How I miss those blissful smiles, when everyone was asleep

With every pain we see, we are blessed with a joy, we miss.


When I am mad at others, I will rather ensure they have a piece of my mind,

Than be tired listening to you and not be kind.

I was ecstatic when you did utter a new word,

Now you sing coherent stories, I would be so mean if I didn’t stop by and laud.


Those days of meltdowns, I know I need to be more patient.

When you are hungry or sleepy, I know I should relent.

Trust me, it’s tough as an adult because I have been smothered to control my emotion,

I am sorry, I couldn’t see though those innocent eyes which was unable to hold back the explosion.


I try to teach you with all my might,

Instead your actions teach me what is right

I might tell you how to be kind and share

But you show me what it means to love and care.


It’s difficult to raise a child,

Nowhere it’s drafted what is right.

I don’t want to be the one to realize too late,

That I already missed the date!

We both need each other,

So why not Strive together.

I am sure with each year,

we will get wiser and do much better!



This poem has been published in the book 'The Last Flower Of Spring'. Buy the paperback copy on Amazon:


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