Mother..

How do I describe you mom…
Vocabulary of all languages falls short to describe your stature…
You are the epitome of selfless love…
You are the warmth in the chilling snow…
You are the one who nurture my soul..
Who sustain it…at the cost of your life…
A blessing in disguise..
That’s what’s your known for…
Since God couldn’t be with every one….
He created mother’s who is replica of his soul…
You surrender your future..
For upbringing my life...
Inculcate moral values…
Which would help me in the future…
You starve slept empty stomach...
To feed me most of the time…
Seeing me content…
It Quenches your hunger…..
Who on Earth would do so????
Mother is mother no matter rich or poor…
Unsaid words unexpressed emotions…
Who can read other than mother??
A shield of blessing Bestowed upon forever…
Till I will take the last breathe deeper…
In my every pain…she suffers a lot…
I carry the scares….she bleeds profundly hard….
She stand for me in every step I take….
She is the unconditional support in my every act…
Strong enough to punish me away…
Soft enough to melt down besides…
Seeing my progress makes her proud…
Seeing me smile rejuvenate her life..
Nothing does she expects nor does she want….
The only dream she sees is that I grow and scale high above…
Aai…mom…Ammi….Amma…whatever u call…
In all religion she is above God…
In every pain I call out for you….
Before God I bow down before you…

Nirbhay Sudhir Pimple