HOW I RELATE

The poem was actually not written..but it just flowed like a stream in my mind..as i was writing i relate it with various emotions..things & my ending note was related to my mother's likes & dislikes.

                                                                                     HOW I RELATE     

As the time passes by ,

My pen starts working.

I think about old days, 

While it starts working. 

The memories floats,

Like a million words;

Silent and abstract 

For its too old. 

I came into this world,

Leaving my old ragged soul;

To start a new fresh life,

In the arms of Gauri. 

She is my mother,

I love her a lot.

None special like her 

Its unconditional love for sure. 

The days walks by,

Because the hours doesnt wait 

And the seconds never hold back. 

I am her sappling

With attics taught by her. 

I love literature just like her 

And i suck in maths same as her. 

Author's Note

Dont go for the rules and regulations.. just feel the poem..

Reviews

[SuspectGray]

Mirror, mirror on the wall....I am my mother after all

[Inder24]

Wonderful ! :)

[Graveyardfuck]

I really like how you set up the stanzas. This poem is quite charming. Great work. :)

[Maitreye Deka]

thank u :)

[Akshat♥]

Mom is someone who is special and everything for us :)
Short and sweet poem...
I can totally relate to your piece...
Keep writing!!!

[Maitreye Deka]

thank u.. i will :)