Mother's Lap

My world became dark and silent
Like the dreary and gloomy desert.
Only sands of sorrows frowned
At me each and every moment.
There was no candle left to enlighten
My heart even in Christmas times.
I had been spending sleepless nights
With my heavy heart pillowing upon thorns.
I was extremely searching my Lord,
Who always gives me strength, soothe my
Deep rooted sorrows & loneliness.
Suddenly I found my comfort upon my
Mother's affectionate lap that used to cradle
Me in my early days of life.......
I discovered my Lord in my mother's
Ever soothing lap to be comforted.

by Sudipta Bhattacharyya

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Dinbhar ki bhagdod main sukoon ka pal deti maa ka god Zindagi ki jaddojehed main bachpan ka lamhaa dejati maa ki god....lovely poem...no one place in this world makes sone feel secured than in mother's lap and father's arm...thanks for sharing :)
I discovered my Lord in my mother's Ever soothing lap to be comforted...Mother's lap is ever affectionate and discovering this on Christmas is definitely nice.10
An humble tribute to a lovely mother who is always there to provide comfort when things are not so smooth. How beautifully you have summed up: I discovered my Lord in my mother's / Ever soothing lap to be comforted.