You remember mom;
little sunshine, one moon,
few stars, a butterfly and few flowers
This was all I wanted in life
When I was a child.
And you just wanted me to be
smart and intelligent.
Here I am,
Classified thoughtful and logical
Acute and ingenious
though on the verge of loosing my innocence
You always said
I resemble sun
will reach far and wide.
I may have sprinkled yellow dust
brought hope and smile
but look I have lost my might
that I called me.
In your world it was so simple
The way to happy life was contentment.
Why the world is so hard on people
who wish to fly.
Why it is difficult to get right things done right way.
Why doesn’t mind minds to move on
when there’s a stalemate.
I wish I could comeback mom to that very state
when life meant a ‘sweet home’ painting.
Food meant your hands fed whatever thing.
Dreams meant movies while sleeping.
When tears rolled, I got chocolates
smile and breath were always in sync.
Mom, can I attain nirvana in your lap.
Renounce it all for your smile.
Freeze to be warmed by you till eternity.
Mortify, for the gods to notice that
you are the only spirit to be called holy.
© Kumar Gautam
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