She Didn'T Keep Her Promise
I didn’t know why on us the sky suddenly fell,
but in the surging storm of '47,
when the country was partitioned,
we got uprooted, and turned into drift wood,
until she found a distant unsure land
for us to grow, and find life once again.
Times were real hard,
under scorching sun of insecurity in an alien land,
and in the spewing squall of uncertainty,
she toiled for years, and built for us a home,
in her soiled hands she sculptured my life,
and made me what I am today.
Soon a time came when my job forced me
to leave her all alone,
she won’t leave the home she toiled to make,
but promised she would come one day, live with me.
That day never came, for she left her old home,
and went away to her new abode.
I travel down the memory lane,
pine to ask why she didn’t keep her promise.
I know she has gone to where she belongs,
among the angels in heaven,
but I would want in a heartbeat to bring back,
my mother, to my home to live with me.
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March 29, 2021
Contest : Mother
Sponsor : Constance La France
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2021
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