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What is a mother’s love?
It was stripped from me,
Pain is in my heartbeat,
This sorrows me,
Never again
I trust love,
A faint trauma that wakes me
From my slumber where I lay
An echo in my soul, mind, heart, my being
What is a mother’s love?
Unconditional people say,
But does that make sense to me?
Can anyone explain why it doesn't make sense?
I have grown weary and I found the answer
Doubts that can stain a child when growing
Up to an adult,
Fear, Pain, Lust, Love, Trust,
Blindly Opening the door to it
The gentleness that has been taken away from me
Saddens me
Books can convey words, but not emotions of the soul
Not the argument of the mind,
It falls in humanity, because I am human I learn
I learned that learning is the key to knowing,
But not all emotional learning comes from knowledge
Thinking sorrows and the answer lies
It changes with each person,
That is confusing
But one thing is that a key of learning is
Listening to each other’s words,
And that people that needs to be listened to
Like to hear the simple less things and that softness of words
The gentleness of hope never needs questioning
What is a Mother’s Love?
The Question, What is a Mothers’ Love
Books are very informational,
But it does not show the scars in the heart
The mind or dreams that wake
I remember in detail yet did not make sense of it
Even when I am Older I still question
Can you tell me what a mother’s love is?
I was adopted, and I just don't really know,
Would my biological mother be more in touch with me?
I know my adopted mother seems to be so far,
But she lives close...I'm just wondering,
I don't know personally how I could answer
Accept that I would love them both.
The book you're reading very insightful,
I do clear my mind, my inner self,
But one thing remains,
Is that heartbeat that was given to me?
That reminds me of who I am, human.
I long for touch that gathers my energy
And given the chance to be shown who I am,
My soul is infinity,
My ego has been proven a chain,
And that chain is broken.
My will is infinity
Because I see vastness of the world, can you convey?
There is nothing here for you
My house, my dreams, my wife, my life
There is nothing here for you
You say I broke my ties with the great and good family of you
Perhaps that’s what you see, perhaps… yes perhaps that’ll do
I feel empty when I look at you
There is no compassion coming from this fool for you
You say I broke your heart and that a mothers love should always rule
You don’t remember when I was lost and needed help from you?
When I didn’t understand who I was or what that meant to you?
You don’t remember… so convenient for you.
My attempt…
Suicide, oh that word scares you.
And then you say that it would be better if I was dead and gone away from you
Because of the embarrassment of a son who did not know what to do.
So.
So, there is nothing here for you.
A mother’s love is special,
And children know it’s true.
For mothers love their children,
No matter what they do.
When children are out playing,
As children often do.
A mother’s love is with them,
And children know that too.
My mother’s love has shaped me,
To be a kind and loving man.
My mother’s love has helped me,
Put the wrong things right I can.
I know my mother loved me,
And I loved her dearly too.
If she were here I’d tell her,
That’s a loving thing to do.
So children tell your mother’s,
You love them everyday.
For your love too is special,
In every single way.
Form:
A human made in God’s image
with noble form, face, eyes, and limbs.
Created species of such form
was not before that time the norm.
Divine experiment it seems
of which we humans only dream.
A creature made, with nature less
would manifest, divine essence.
God, the epitome of love,
resides in heaven up above.
When mothers love those who they wean
God’s trait in man on earth is seen.
God is all-wise, omniscient
Always alert, never remiss.
The variedness of human views,
reveals the mind of God diffused.
God has no beginning or end.
This gift to man He did extend.
Man’s quest to live eternally,
declares God’s trait, in him, still stirs.
Though marred by sin, God’s image shines,
through noble deeds, of various kinds.
When saving grace, invades humans,
their god-like traits shine in sharp view.
A Mother’s Love tender, sweet
At least that’s what we’re told isn’t it?
To think the one to love us most is nowhere to be found
you scream, you cry but no one answers
Locked in a closet both physically and emotionally
Shackled by the animosity that you didn’t ask for
Yet here, is what you call home.
A home that is neither a haven nor a beacon
A home filled with rage and hatred
And yet, the one you are trapped in...
A faux father welcomes you with arms wide open and fists balled shut,
The hooks he throws aren’t meant for fishing
In times like these you’re reminded of a mothers love as she looks the other way,
Forsaken by the one meant to exalt you
And still, you couldn’t bear to apostate her
A Mother’s Love callous, and bitter
That’s the truth that we aren’t told isn’t it?
From the first time I opened my eyes
You were the first one to hear my cries
You held my hand and showed me the way
Gave me directions so I don't go astray
You taught me right from wrong
And showed me how to be strong
You set the path for me to crawl
You picked me up whenever I fall
I will love you forever no matter what
I swear to God and that's a fact
You're more than a mother you are my queen
There's no one better and no in-between
You have my trust and my whole heart
The bond that we share will never part
You sacrificed your life and all that you do
To take care of us and see us through
You are more than a treasure, or a lost artefact
I would kill for my mother and that's a fact
Have mercy on me, my God, have mercy on me, for in you I take refuge. I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings until the disaster has passed.
Psalms 57:1 NIV
God's love is shown everywhere
When one takes notice
The love from a mother of all creation
The patience, comforting , guidance,
Nurturing and providing for her young.
Should not go unnoticed
Who teaches the swan
To cradle their babies under the wings
So excited is she and joyful
to have this treasure of hers find rest
These babies know where to seek refuge
With mothers day coming up
Just bringing awareness to love of mothers
Grandmother's trying to keep families together
Bless you in your desires and strength
And for one to see it throughout the world
The natural bond of love formed
The natural instincts to prepare
A home while this child is being formed
Not all can be mothers I know
But all have love to be shared
But in this we will give praise to
The divine mother as well
For, if in God's creation this love is seen in animals
How much more love is for all which seek
To be reborn of the divine spirit
Released from the bondage of sin
A love for all is birthed into one
Even these fathers learn this bond of love
Finding rest and peace in this world
Being hidden under the wings
Where soul of mankind finds refuge
Form:
He helps the wind to start, he allows the trees to grow
The earth is set to spin only because he states it so
He makes the sun, the rain and storms, he sets the ships to sale
Looks down at all our issues, and still sets a path to make a trail
He helps our food to grow in this old and tired dirt
He places life here on earth and guides them through the hurt
He grew so tired helping, healing, with all this to be true
He came up with a plan, to give a helping hand its due
He would create a loving creature, to help him with these things
Someone kind, and smart and strong, who wouldn’t give up on anything
What are you waiting for; Angel’s get started on this art
She’ll have a gentle touch, this is where we’ll start
We’ll give her arms that hold so tight, but know when to let go
A voice that calms a weary soul, to lift them up and help them grow
Her smile will be heavenly, her eyes will see the best
Her embrace will be so warm, upon her beating chest
Make her a teacher too, give her all the tools she may need
Have her teach them empathy, compassion and the ability to lead
Let her feet move fast, when they are hurt or crying
Make a brain to help her know if they are busy lying
Give her a stomach that tells her when there is something wrong
And a backbone for when they’re will is way too strong
Oh how bright we are, smart and witty, so they thought
We can do this any day, there’s nothing we forgot
They took her to the Lord, so proud and gleeful, thee
He looked her over, but there’s something missing, see
She needs a heart so big so deep to carry pain, joy and fear
To carry all this love, anger and of course every tear
She needs a heart that will sustain a storm, loneliness and pride
But one that will slow down and show a calmer kind of side
My friends, a Mother’s love should be so magnificent, you see
A true second, of course, to no one else but me
In refulgence of the heavens above, where you are,
Amidst blissful angels, O, you are my northern star,
As I ruminate of selfless love, fond memories impart,
Emanating from treasured affections in my heart.
You are my hero, my holy guide, on this journey of life,
My endearing smile, soothing sufferings of strife,
Blossoming my dreams in your embrace sublime
With grace enamored, through tribulations of time.
Your teachings of morality, as earnestly I revere,
In your righteous footsteps, I endeavor to steer,
Feeling your presence, when every win, you still cheer,
Seeing me rejoice, O, you too shed a happy tear!
When I am gripped in grief, my mother, I hear you cry,
With every breath of my anguish, how you too sigh;
And when I am feeling lost, you are the guiding light,
Guarding me from harm, you are my gallant knight.
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Pages of albums now bequeath, the venerable you,
Honoring gift of your love quite inimitable and true,
Reminiscing in elation, keepsake memoirs renew,
As embers of your benevolence reignite spirits anew.