Candle Light Won'T Be Quenched

In the murky dusk, Holding lit candle in mom's hand, Ease less standing by my side; Ready to move to an unknown place, In pursuit of job; Held my hand, gazed; Hugged me, kissed my head; Dripping tears from her eyes, Dwindled flame of candle light; I pulled my hanky of pocket, Wiped her wet eyes to dry, "No mama, no mom, no more tears, Watch the quenching light of candle, Dwindling zeal by your wet drops; You are the only hope of mine, Bring smile in your face, Bless me, spur my mind, So I stand strong In this jittering moment;" Smile in mom's face, said, "Too far, too far you go from me, I know in this scarce employment world, No choice, But look for finding lively source, But remember, You shall be the only shore Of my lonely life; Visit me each time when free from work; You are, only you, Shall be in me, my heart and mind; Be happy, be affluent wherever you live, The candle light shall never be quenched, As long as I am alive; Shall always live for you, And always live with you, Even after I die; © Sadashivan Nair