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Mothers

Artwork : The wonder of you, by Alon Martsiano


Mothers are the god on earth

They even provide us  sufficient food in the condition of dearth...
She towards her children has never been selfish
Always prepared every dish with full relish....

Mother always shower love and care for her child
She always takes care that her child should develop personality of mild...
She regard her  child as a gift
Her intense love towards her child to other person shall never shift...

Mother never treats her child with rudeness
Her love for her child is always endless...
She always takes care that her child should  always have a good sleep
Her care for her child is always high class, never cheap...

When a child treats her mother harsh, she never feels sad
When a child argues with her mother she never feels bad...
Her love for her child never decreases
Even day by day it always increases...

She protects her child being a shield
May she denies her son to go to field...
May she denies her daughter to do fashion
Her heart for her children is always filled with compassion...

In short mom you are the best
Always better than family members in the rest...
Calling you equal to others gonna make you inferior
In my heart mom you  always superior...


This poem was contributed by Mr. Ashutosh Das. 
Comment down your views and show him some love!

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  1. Whole poem is wonderful but the last phrase is outstanding.
    Keep it up Mr.Asutosh

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