Posted by: Ron DuBour | May 13, 2018

MOTHER ~by Nupur Chakrabarty




No automatic alt text available.

Your pain, your loneliness ,
your tears and your desires.. 
I watch …O mother,
but can do little at this juncture.
Yet when the day will be mine,
after I fly away to reach you
together shall we decide…
I shall smoothen your creases
when the storm ceases .
Another time ..
as the sun will shine brighter ,
your welcome face
shall I admire!
Only happiness,
only the spring-flowers
will be for you .
For with all your hurdles ,
you have suffered ,
and I could return ,
but small.
Copyright@ Nupur Chakrabarty 13.5.2018
All Rights Reserved ©

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.


%d bloggers like this: