WHEN MY PEN HAS STOPPED WOKING

WHEN MY PEN HAS STOPPED WOKING

A Poem by Anshuman Aryav


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.

 

© 2017 Anshuman Aryav


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thts so very true.....i love this..

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Anshuman Aryav

7 Years Ago

thanks Wajiha
Tears flow...you leave me with such an emotion after I read this poem, it was that well written.

Posted 7 Years Ago


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Anshuman Aryav

7 Years Ago

thanks Najam..... your review in this creation conveys a message to me that i can also write somethi.. read more
Najam Us Saher

7 Years Ago

You're most welcome.

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