Mother was the first person of my life on earth
I, as a small kid looked at my mother for love
But….it was heart breaking to know the reality
She was ignorant….or pretended to be ignorant
Mother, am I not worthy to get your love?
My mother was busy…busy with her life
She spent all her free time to love my brother
Who was my mother’s ‘’loving little one’’
Being a kid, I asked myself, am I not hers?
Mother, am I not worthy to get your love?
Known to be intelligent, I looked at my brother
He was a clear cut victim of over poured love
At least now, I expected her love but …..
She was fonder of neighbor’s son than me
Mother, was I not worthy to get your love?
Heart-broken I looked her to find love
I could see only wrath there in her eyes
But I could see love in her eyes for both who?
My brother and neighbor’s son were lucky
Mother, am I not worthy to get your love?
Growing without her love and care was tedious
In her old age, she made me remember about…
About motherhood….She told me that she needs
Mother, how can you ask and so I ask you,
Mother, are you worthy to get my love?
Mother, without giving, why are you expecting?
Why don’t you ask it to my brother to whom…
To whom you had given all your love and care
Mother how you could forget me in my need
Mother, are you worthy to get my love?
She demands for love and care in old age
Her loving little one is not able to love her
The neighbor’s son had disappeared
He needs to look after his mother
Mother, are you worthy to get my love?
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