Mumma...

Who are you…

It so hard to concise

What you mean to me

I can never ever define

When words mean so much less

And emotions hurt in every sec

I look upon you as my one hold & need

Honestly you are my only comfy indeed

You care more than I do for me

You think beyond my thoughts can be

You protect me from dangers that I hardly see

You hearten me to win after witnessing any defeat 

You make my way fly like it can never be…

Honestly, you are my only comfy indeed

Your persona is so manifold and large

From a creator to an inculcator to a

Friend, philosopher and guide

With your immense love and blessings

You have always been so outright

I dream one day I would also

Become somethings of the many you are

What more I say..i love you my dearest mumma…..

The Fantasy

You and I & I and you

Holding hand and walking through

We move ahead when the sun is on

Keeping the pace when rain starts to pour

Darkness or storm, we never stop

Life gets tougher and sore and long

Things ensue as we never thought

Still there is no fear of all disquiet around

A belief exists somewhere inside

That You and I & I and you

Hand in hand will make it through

Road gets narrow with pits and blocks

We try it right still all goes wrong

But again nothing ever bothers my ease

Your warmth akin to a soft breeze

Beholds me firm and I walk along

With you beside it seems all fine

Your presence is everything I ever had in mind

Amidst all worries just be by my side

Cause you are my boon, my bliss & my life