WHEN MY PEN HAS STOPPED WOKING

I was approx thirteen,

When I started writing.

Since I have written about many things,

But this is the first time when my pen has stopped working.

Because today I am going to write about my world,

So this is very hard for me,

To define her in words.

She is my everything,

Who taught me to fly,

 Even without any wings.

Whenever I cry,

Tears come in her eyes.

Whenever I wail,

She feels my pain.

She is the one, whose place can’t be taken by any other,

 She is my mother.

She is my mother.

In rainy day whenever I need a support,

She comes and works like a raincoat.

Whenever I collide with anything at night,

She shows me direction as a light.

Now I have nothing to say,

And nothing to give her or repay,

Because she is my mother,

With whom my relation is 9 months more than any other.

 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

The last line is brilliant! It took me a minute to figure out what you were saying (I’ve never had kids, so I forget about this part), but then I realized your closing remark shows pure genius! Nine months more than any other! Good one! Your poem is heartfelt & that’s the strongest aspect of your writing here. You lead slowly into your revelation about who your poem is about, which is well done with a little suspense. This slow entry into your topic gives the impression about how earth-shattering this topic is for you to write about. This is a nice way to convey the depth of your feeling by showing us how you feel (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful photo and wonderful words. You gave respect and honor to life and your mother. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Anshuman Aryav]

Thank you so much...

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.

[Pooja Chintamani]

Simply great..ur words fall for love about ur verse..

[Anshuman Aryav]

Thank you dear....

[Swetha]

Excellent, hats off to all mothers......

[Anshuman Aryav]

my pleasure..

[Sakshi]

Wow.. It's a tribute to all the mothers.. I liked it.

[Anshuman Aryav]

My pleasure..

[Mohamed Rahim Iqbal]

It's lovely and amazing. Mothers love is great. You written the words are amazing. Keep doing like this. I hope more from you.
All the best. Thanks

[Anshuman Aryav]

thank you so much friend for your review

[Priyanshi]

So cute pic, you pasted.the poem is brilliant and I loved the last two lines more .
Keep on writing,Friend.

[Anshuman Aryav]

Thank you so much dear...

[Priyanshi]

My pleasure

[CAPOLAVORO]

"Because she is my mother,
With whom my relation is 9 months more than any other."

It still rings to my ears. This is how good this poem is. Truly wonderful. Can't get over reading it again.

Sincerely,
CAPOLAVORO

[Anshuman Aryav]

thank you so much for your review....

[Pragati Chaudhary]

Thats so beautiful my friend

You spoke so fluently and Its really amazing that how a mother balances it all so nicely and smoothly :)

Keep goin!

[Anshuman Aryav]

thanks dear...

[Pragati Chaudhary]

:)
Thankyou for this poem!

[Anshuman Aryav]

it's my pleasure..

[Anjali]

I love anything about mother, cuz they are such beautiful creatures. And this poem was just everything! I loved it from the start till the end. Absolutely beautiful.
By the way, I have also written a poem about my mom , it's called I never knew.

[Anshuman Aryav]

thanks dear.....i shall absolutely read your creation as soon as possible.

[Anjali]

You are very welcome! And thanks!😀