Mothers Suffer
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Mothers suffer
Nothing matters
When we talk of mother
Even thousands of offerings shall describe her
But with simple word"Mother"
How can I adore?
To speak in her honor
When I become so selfish and curse
In her later life of course
Even if I have to make shoe of my skin
It shall be less appreciated even
As she shall stand still high
With roaring feat in sky
Compare her with mother earth
No difference you can notice till l.ast breath
They are same for providing till end
Earth takes on rain and mother taken on human
"After 21 years in exile (old age home) " daughters brings back
The news paper has highlighted withes ad pack
"Why to go to temples and churches for God"
When she is here suffering with all odds
I think that shall be real tribute
If we contribute
Little from our sentiments
No mother shall suffer at present
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