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Ever-Unknown-Mind At That Time

Poet, ANJALI DENANDI ,MOM EVER-UNKNOWN-MIND …………………………………………. i know, that i have a mind; but ,i do not know, it's particular-place; where is it ? in brain, in heart or....... where.................... i do not know, it's proper-address; who can say ? i ask it; i am DE. why ,the mind was created ,first? kindly, say ! hey ! hey ! hey ! i know, mind is always working; but how ? i do not know.......! ? i also ,know, that the mind is the fastest , in the universe, among all. but how ? i do not know ! ?...... i know, that, the mind is forever; and it's works do not know, the rest. how is it possible ? i do not know. oh ! the ever-unknown-mind ! ?......... poet , ANJALI DENANDI ,MOM . AT THAT TIME then ,my son took birth; his feet were not on the earth; he was on my lap; on my head, there was no cap; my non-brushed hairs were too happy ! oh ! my too little baby ! he was also too happy ! my eyes were also too happy ! my those eyes were seeing the too little -baby............. oh ! so happiness ! in the universe, it was the greatest feeling ! the first motherhood; above all; yes . i gifted to him food; which was coming from my own body; oh ! the creature ! you were too faithful ! i felt it, when i watched his face, then he said it, by his wordless mouth; i thought,then, that, he was the creature, yes,who created me , the mother, who was the faith of the too little child; i had smiled; oh ! the zeal ! yes, the new- born baby was nothing but the creature. i felt it, when i observed his nature. the pure relation. the best creation; yes, only by that way, the life could flow............ yes,all knew,know and also will know.............. why ? who could know ? why, life came first in the earth ? why all took birth ? what was the need ? nobody knew it;

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