MY MOTHER, MY PRIDE

Worst thing in life was to see her cry,

To compensate which there is no level I cannot try,

In all my prayers she is the only name whom I specify,

I want her to smile always,

My mind is always bewildered with her craze,

All I need is her hand over my head to praise,

She have faced many problems in her past,

She got the pain which will not last,

She is discriminated by everyone as if she belongs to another caste,

The voice that soothe my mind,

There can't be anyone of her kind,

I don't get the pleasure anywhere which I find in her lap,