She carried me inside her stomach
Without any complain..
Though it troubled her but
She chose to keep all the pain..
All her favourite foods all the things
She had to sacrifice
Engulfing all the pain
without thinking twice..
When I study for exam for whole night
Giving me nuts and coffee
she sit by me along bedside..
I still remember
Whenever I break & cry
I have seen a tinge of tear
Inside those beautiful eye...
Whatever be the situation
I have seen smile on her lovely face
How she is good
at keeping a smile without trace...
Her sayings are my direction
Leading me to places of wonder
Where doubt and misconception
No longer wander ......
She is not a mother but a colour
Who paints my canvas like life.....
Just like a flower she spreads fragrance even it hurts inside.....