A Plea

Poem By Mahfooz Ali

Mummy, sing me to sleep.
I can't sleep mummy.
Horrid dreams haunt me.
Mummy, will you come from Heaven and hold me?

Mummy, I miss you.
It's not the same without you.
Mummy, will you come from Heaven and hold me?


Mummy, others make fun of me.
“Motherless son” they call me.
I cry though, I try not to.
Mummy, will you come from Heaven and hold me?


Mummy, it's not the same without you.
I am so alone mummy.
There is no love without you.
Mummy will you come from Heaven and hold me?

Mummy, I am only thirty two years old.
I should still have you.
Mummy, will you come from Heaven and hold me?

Comments about A Plea

hey mamas lil boy your poem did touchhhhhhhhh me sad it looks you lost your mom but i know shes up there looking at you CAN A MOM FORGET HER OWN FLESH +++++10 anjali
really a grt poem sir....but ur mummy is always wid u..no matter in what form.... but her blessings r always wid u.....
Fantastic, really really touching, sorry this happened, well done, the emotions came across very well and it brought a tear to my eye, beautiful, keep it up


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