My mother! February 16, 2007
Posted by Harihar Jha हरिहर झा in English, Poetry.com, Syllabic Verse.Tags: cradle, dazzling, Mother, peace, prosperity
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The tasty food, you cook is unbeatable my mother!
The stuff in even five-star-hotels is nothing but junk
The silly waiter ready here to obey my order
salutes me and bends, just for no tips who fiercely taunts!
then very amazed I remember love in your anger
I miss you in lavish hotels, confused on what I want
you scold me in your love that always purifies my soul
The tasty food, you cook is unbeatable my mother!
I grew in your kind shadow to see many lovely dreams
I passed thru each and every pain to attain the great height
I built in the air, the castles to get prosperity
My mental peace lost forever I keep crying whole night
I get peace of mind when recall one of your cradle songs
The tasty food, you cook is unbeatable my mother!
In my whole life I mastered the maths of loss and profit
In competition and jealousy living in suspense
on dazzling path but you are away, What a hollow life!
money is God, money is love, I fell prey to nonsense
I get relief in your smile on all my silly blunders
The tasty food, you cook is unbeatable my mother!
Harihar Rai Jha
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