Thursday, June 21, 2012

Oh! Mother!

Oh! Mother!
All vices vanishes
In all thy touch.

All day alone,
In office;
I contemplate
Thou caressing
From birth
Did I received

In return
I gave you:
"Thy old age!"

Oh! Mother!
Boon I opt
To serve thee
In tenderness
Of thy old age

Thy saggy skins
Hides more depth
Than tears
Could ever Think!

In return
I gave you:
Teethless smiles

Oh! Mother!
Implant all thy
Soulfull presence
In all my
Daily work

Down gathers
The gulp
Forlorn look
Most humbly
Azure in thy Divinity!!!