The Gift Of God – Delhi Poetry Slam

The Gift Of God

By Patrichia Dcruze

Mother, Maa, Mumma, Mummy, Amma,
Several names we have given her,
Yet bound by the strongest emotion:
LOVE,
she rules our hearts forever.
Mother, the mightiest of all:
She breathes life into a newborn,
Her nurturing heart builds lively souls,
The caressing hands, when touches the delicate face,
Cultivates the brightest smile that outshines the burning star.
Waking up to the first rays of the sun,
Her duty begins like a marathon run,
Responding to the beckoning of the kitchen chores,
She caters to the needs of her clan and more.
Burdened by the loads she can’t carry alone,
She moves ahead like the earth’s mightiest heroes
In her softest heart, she hides the strongest passion,
Gifted with a soul that lives for another,
She always binds humans together.
Bringing us out from the dungeon of sorrow,
To help us build a better tomorrow,
She draws a path for us to follow.
Weaving an eternal bond of warmth and compassion,
She inspires the ones that surround,
With her unending zeal and passion.
Spreading the rays of strength and care,
She teaches the art of living,
Owning a mind so strong,
That shows us what is right and wrong.
She’s the extreme force that helps us survive,
Our Mother: An Eternal Soul


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