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Mothers & Children

I have grown under the shadows of my mother.

Her sorrows, her grief and occasional laughter,

The mosaic of my childhood.

I learnt to blow

When her sails fluttered,

Swinging madly with the winds of change.

I fought to make her smile,

Buried under the burdens of

What I could not say.

I became her worthy soldier

When her tongue was silenced

Though it longed to profess.

Somewhere along the way,

I paused to question,

Who am I?

Years pass in half-lived dreams

Built on half-baked plans,

Awaiting for life to unravel.

Surely there will be a day

When I am the queen

And someone else the pawn?

As I became a mother,

And became the keeper of their future,

The game of chess ceased to matter.

From bearing the crosses of the past

To holding the key to destinies,

I come to embrace me.

Adept at changing masks

While I remain faceless

My soul my only visage.

(c) mh 2020


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May 22, 2020

You are always so kind and encouraging dear Marie. I cannot possibly imagine anyone wanting to pay for the poetry; hence I publish here:) It touches my heart that a nugget of what I have to say might resonate with you❤️


This is a beautiful poem Maheen. Have you tried publishing an anthology of your poems somewhere?? You have a special gift.

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