Dear mum, its my hope that you do fine,
For everyone this is just another poem from a lyrical kid,
For you this is a divine dedication from the deepest of my heart,
Its yet another time i ink my paper to write you this letter,
A letter that you'll probably never read,
A letter that's perhaps meant to pile my drafts,
An inscription with less words but bearing a weighty mesage,
These simple but real words that will be brought to you by the passing monsoons,
And in between them is a soul that has resolved to convey unknown gratuity to you,
I am not sure if this is the right time or the right way to present this joy i bestow,
I know there is always another time and another...