If You Think

If You Think... If you think a love like a mother will exist, there and then You must have been building castles in the air and thus Need a medic or an injection to kill that feeling of an outcast- A shadow of falsehood you’ve been chasing. Friends like mothers will exist no doubt about that I'm but particular about if boldly will exist in instant world, where Sailing through has no backfire or low indignation, where Right to freedom and possession would not be denied, where Behind your backs, you would have all sides’ safety Like the baby in the mother's womb, or the sun in the sky. A bounty ground, a must be aftermath of the journey on free Bridge on the cross roads, and lanes, and water, and bushes Over the mountain; the rock, the valley and the hill, and on the Troubled memory of liquors, women, demigods and kings of miseries? Water full of love is only a reservoir for the Creator asides mothers. I may be viewed as uncivilized or sound barbaric by this logic, but reasons Will proclaim reality in my tone, stand and modest mood. “Ease! Be at ease!!” The breeze from the mothers’ bosom’s recollections sway, that Your mind would seek forgiveness and refuge from her, then the All Forgiver. Then true Mind will redeem and have the lasting rest of his life, yield to and fulfill mother’s wish. A.O 19/2/2014 ________________________________________ Note: Mothers addressed here may not necessarily be ones biological mother. It could be he or she who is never sick or tired of listening to you, hearing your plights or problems and helping you proffer solutions to them. He or she never discourages, never over-pampers and pray for your success at all times... ________________________________________ Please visit "About this poem"