WJ ( / multan)

, , A Mothers Anger

you....!
issue ofmine
borne with love,
birthed with care;
i look at you now
the naughty gleam in your eye,
as your worrisome ministrations
wreck havoc with all order.

i look and marvel
at the miracle of your evolution..
from gurgles to mumbles
and thence to comprehensions;
the actions with anger
tempered by the pouts
which dissolve my resolution to be firm.

you, little bundle of joy and woe
all atwitter in a fit of
infantile anger..
i look at you, bewildered
marvelling, as a mother
at what God had me do!


inspired by my year half old daughter who has the strange power to drive me to tears and then be smiling thru them as she licks my face like a little loving poodle!

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i look and marvel at the miracle of your evolution.. from gurgles to mumbles... A few lines from Morning Song are recalled to mind as i was reading these lines: Your mouth opens clean as a cat's.The window square Whitens and swallows its dull stars. And now you try Your handful of notes; The clear vowels rise like balloons. A natural poem, no doubt!
Mothers are reflection of God's love on earth True, sincere and selfless. I wish no one has to go through the pain and agony of losing them so soon. All your medals and achievements become lifeless without HER. My salute and hats off to all these beautiful angels called mothers. 10++++
i look at you, bewildered marvelling, as a mother at what God had me do! beautiful! @above love speaks, resounds, radiates from your verses and it's titled 'a mother's anger' :) so next time my mom's angry with me, I'll just think she loves me more! thanks for this great poem. smiles.
both mother and child are born at the same time...as much a new experience to either!
wow.....may be my mother felt the same way when i did a lot of naughty things as a kid....reminds me of my childhood....thank you for the nostalgic memories your poem evoked...
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