A microcosm of love, No questions asked, Divinity manifested.
The mother and its offspring is a tale that crosses all boundaries of species. A mother loves her baby,her replica. She hovers around it casting a protective sheath. Her baby is her golden fleece. She cherishes it,nurtures it. Her child tells the story of her life (261 characters) Via: https://katmyrman.com
She stood by the window, Gazing at the blue sky above, Her fingers deftly knitted the blue cardigan, And her mind’s eye weaved her dreams, Dreams of the baby in blue. She caressed her stomach bloated big , And reassured the tiny life inside, It was a part of her being, A slice of her… Continue reading A mother’s tale
She was guilty For she did not conform. She could not be reigned, So she was shackled. She wanted to run free, They tied her hard with ropes of rules. Her wanton streak, Her untamed spirit, They made her conscience guilty. For she was to be, What she had to be, And not what she… Continue reading Guilty
I loved her, And she loved me all the more. I cried, And she cried all the more. But the dewy pearls only inside seen, For outside she was all serene. Her warm embrace, Her gentle a hug, A pat on the cheek, And a ponytail tug, It made me laugh away all my turmoils.… Continue reading An ode to my Mother
She is a secret superstar. She will dazzle you unseen. Her wand will do its magic, cast its spell without even you catching a whiff of it. You don’t eat the greens. But she will make you eat them without you knowing it in your favourite pasta. She will load the immune boosting papaya into… Continue reading The secret superstar