Mother
Mom, I can’t compare you
With Sun, moon or stars
Because I didn’t touch it
Mom, I can’t compare you
With any God
Because I didn’t see them
Mom, I can’t compare you
With any colors
Because I can’t make it
Mom, I can't compare you
With hell and heaven
Because I didn't see it
Mom, I can't compare you
With the nature
Because nature also take revenge
Some people tell
Your heart like a sky
Your love like an ocean
But I tell
You are like soils
Where we are rooted
Without soil we can’t imagine life
We are rooted in soil
You just you; my mom
We can’t compare anything with you.
Copyright © Bipul Alite Gonsalves | Year Posted 2015
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