Poems by Amit Kumar Sharma

Mother

a poem by

Amit Kumar Sharma

I have zillions of thoughts
My gratitude, my love for her
Exuberance of the fact that I am her son

I am nothing but her reflection
Her aspiration embodied as I
Floating with hope, high in the sky

My deeds are nothing, but her wishes
My success makes her smile, add to my riches

What can I say, its all her words
She tenders my soul, even thoughts unheard

She is there in my life, till I can see
If she carries a shadow, it has to be me

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