Poetry

Mother

You are my pain curing,

You are my thoughts hearing,

You are my progress rising,

That’s why soul of mine is good..

I am trying to be good,

Don’t worry I am like developing wood,

Your eye is only on me stood,

That’s why soul of mine is good..

Whenever I am being scold,

You are advising me to keep hold,

And not to lose hope on being scold,

That’s why soul of mine is good..

I am trying to do my best I could,

But you are behind me & walks to extent you should,

Without your help I was not able to stood,

That’s why soul of mine is good..

You are that person who blessed me like a tactor,

You are my benefactor,

And don’t let me lose hope,

That’s why soul of mine is good..

To score the highest marks,

And to get good remarks

You always advised me to do my best,

And after that take some time to rest,

That’s why soul of mine is good..

                                                  ~Sahaj Sabharwal

                                                    Jammu, India

2 Comments

  1. “NOTHING MUCH FOR MINORS”

    Minors are those less than eighteen,
    As they don’t have knowledge in keen.

    They don’t have a driving licence,
    As don’t have driving sense.

    Minors are given just pen and page,
    Their life is not more than a cage.

    Holiday is not given even on sundays,
    As their age is negligible for fundays.

    Parents are worried not to get blame,
    From minors they just want their fame.

    Circumstances are same for every minor,
    Parents are just their life designer.

    -Sahaj Sabharwal.
    -Chowk Chabutra,
    -Jammu.
    -11th Class.
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  2. By me,Sahaj Sabharwal.