ANXIETY AND MOTHERHOOD...INSEPARABLE

I dedicate this poem to all the mothers, aunts, Grand mothers of the WORLD who know this word "ANXIETY" and can identify with this wherever they are, whatever language they speak, whatever culture they belong to....BECAUSE kids all over the world are same

 

HEY MAMA!
Look at me!!

Look at your son, Look at the “naughty twinkle” in my eyes...

I turned 4 years today and even naughtier than ever...

But, please do not worry buddy...

Let your anxious heart rest a little...

Let your anxious eyes dream about my future...

Smile...Smile please...let those wrinkles on forehead rest for a while...

Relax buddy...

Let me ‘metamorphose’ slowly into a butterfly...

Please stop your ‘anxious soul’ from breaking my cocoon...

I may never fly again...

Let me ‘learn’ how to balance...

Please stop your anxious hands to catch me...

I may neverbe fearlessagain...

Let me run fast, faster, fastest...let me fall down and get ‘hurt’

Please stop your anxious eyes from shedding tears...

I may never appreciate the value of pain again...

Let me ‘not’ have food when I am being choosy...

Please stop your anxious hands from cooking something else...

I may never ‘respect’ food again...

Let me go away...go away from the cool shade of your love and shelter...once in a while...

Please stop being ‘anxious’ and please do not call me back...

I may always take you for granted...

I have to grow up...I want to ‘grow up’...

I want to experiment... explore...sail...

Learn from my own mistakes...

Let me get cheated, let me lose a game; let me find my own way out...

So, smile now, MAMA...

Where do you think I would go !

At the end of the day....

This little bird will always come back to you MAMA...always...

...to share his adventure, to take rest and get ready for next adventure...

all right MAMA? All right ?

I will grow up but won't be that big that I would not 'need' you...

WITH MY HEART APART, I WILL NEVER BE WHOLE...AND YOU ARE MY HEART MAMA.

My leaving you forever would be surely be ....

A swirling array of what can never be..

IS YOUR ANXIOUS HEART RELAXED NOW?

Reviews

[Bhavya Kaushik]

oh! This is so breathtakingly beautiful!!!
Really, you are such a creative writer and you have that ability to connect with your readers...
I found this piece of writing very descriptive and thoughtful, also the plot is so pure and nicely dedicated..
"WITH MY HEART APART, I WILL NEVER BE WHOLE...AND U R MY HEART MAMA" - loved these lines the most..
Great work :)

[Mark]

Please, Prati, please DO NOT get into the habit of using those TEXTISMS in your writing (What do YOU think?; ...and YOU ARE my heart, mama) You are better than that ridiculous, lazy, illiterate habit!
Apart from that, I am overjoyed to finally find a woman who realizes thast the small pains of childhood, far from being the tragedies most strive with their full might to avoisd, are necessary, provide the child with tools and templates he will require in adulthood to process, to conquer far greater, more complex pains than skinned knees and icky green stuff on his plate! Kriis is a lucky boy indeed, to have two parents so intelligent...AND SO WISE! PS: Is Kriis a variant of Krsna, by chance? Regards, Mark

[Vaishali..^_^]

wow...!this is really great...!
>>sometimes we learn by our mistakes only....!how much mom try to shed us but truth is that we have to learn from our mistake and we'll learn better from that....but we also cannot deny the fact that we need mumma at every step...!!need her guidance, need her support...she is a very important part of our lives....!or i should say she is my life....!!or every child would say that..!!
thanks for read request this was really very lovely....!i'm just waiting to read many more like this...!
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