The Mother

Na, I don't love you! Mom,
I worship you, every moment,
I weep, I cry, I sob,
Reminiscing memories I spent!
For no time was better, gone, than,
At your beside, in your arms, lap,
Now I long for, foolish, magical powers,
To bridge, between us, this painful gap!
I regret, I cry, weep over, for times,
I yelled at, got angry, was bitter,
But it was only you, who could make sense
When I couldn't speak, only stutter,
There's no friend, mate, like you,
Suffering, struggling I have seen worlds,
Only you can do anything, everything,
For me, here, in netherworlds!
To me, no god, deity or creator exists,
My God, you're, I explored, in vain,
No one else but you were there,
When I was hurt, suffering in pain,
You are kinder, more benevolent, than ,
Any God, as if possible , I wonder ,
Won't let innocents get killed, raped,
Or let kids die of hunger!
I am sure, most ill-destined one is ,
Deprived of you or not saw your face,
Not felt your embrace, heard lullabies,
Was taunted, pitied at, or borne disgrace,
Didn't got his forehead kissed, blessed,
Or felt incomplete, for one reason or other,
May no one never lose you,
Or be away, from you, oh Mother!