Mumma.. I am all you..

I keep asking you,

To give me something new,

A dress, a accessory,

either purple or blue,

but, you never complain,

neither I thought it too,

you gave me this life,

and there is nothing,

I gave you..

To be like you,

I tried hard,

So beautiful you are,

Then, why I can’t,

I stole your clothes,

Wore the saari too,

I hated the mirror,

caz it never said,

what I wanted to hear,

and that is,

I am like you..

I never listened you,

Never thought it important,

You knew it too,

Didn’t stop it though,

Me to learn those lessons,

That all wished you,

So that I won’t fail,

In life as you,

I answered all of them,

In those words,

Which were all,

Given of you..

I always looked you,

For my needs,

And all I wanted too,

You stayed near,

Best friend you were,

I used to forget,

You were my mother,

We played along,

But I ignored the bond,

The immense love,

for me you kept,

shame on me,

I didn’t respect…

I craved you,

And for same love,

In every face I went to,

My friend, my mates,

Even in my lover too,

I tried hard,

Failed many times through,

It took a quiet long,

Yet not late for you,

I understood,

No one could ever,

Replace you…

The world is you,

All I want to say,

Deep inside you,

Would find, I may,

Goddess is you?

or angle of the sky?

All I see in you,

The universe for me,

I am the part of you,

You are the all in me,

They finds you,

People tell me,

Who completes me,

I am all you…

Loves & Cares

Neha Sen