My mother-4


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When I was trying to sleep
You were fighting for your last breath
No one of your own was with you
It was for you a lone battle in the ICU
I ask myself why a mother gives birth
And for kids lives her whole life with mirth
When her kids remain engrossed in their world
Hardly find will and time to payback

Your blood pressure was fluctuating
You were sinking in the ICU
Your senses must be searching for your kids
Unfortunately, none of them was around
With little efforts we all five
Could have been there
Feeling your beats and pulse to the last
Despite stringent regulations and corona scare

I know if I would have been ill
You would have never left me alone
Whatever may be the situation
Nothing could have stopped you
From being with your blood
That is why you are a mother
And I am your unworthy son

All along you were surrounded with
Everything one needs
That is no excuse
You were more in need of your kids
And most of us were away from you
We could only meet in months
Being engaged in our own needs.
Always found an excuse
Though we could have met
At least once in a fortnight or month

Life never gives a second chance
I may get everything I wish
But I can not get you back
Even at the cost of me and my fortune
You may not be with me
But in the journey of life
I will not be lonely
Always carry you with me
Silently enduring the days remaining

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©

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About Smruti

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty, O.F.S, son of Raj Kishore and Shantilata Mohanty, born at Padmapur, Jagatsinghpur, Odisha on 1.1.1963 is a multilingual poet, essayist and writer. He is a published poet and writer and a featured poet of PENTASI B World Friendship Poetry. His writings include essays, short stories, poems and novels which are published in newspapers and in various national and international magazines, journals and anthologies. Working as Finance Officer in Govt of Odisha, he writes extensively on life, its beauty and intricacies which are widely acclaimed. Poems are published in Mother Anthology by Hall of Poets, Voices of Aspirants by Poetry Planet, Mother by Poetry for Peace, Let the men speak for peace, Aroma of wilting petals, Anupam Bharat, Sourav, The Rock Pebbles, Symphony of Souls, Serious &Hilarious, Heartistry, World poetry on let there be peace, Complexion based discrimination global insight, Thought and Nature Anthology, New Creative Anteriority, Spring Window to peace, Indo African Anthology, Love at first sight, Spilling Essences, You and Me, A new beginning, Heart to Heart, Only you, My Valentine, Whispering Hearts, Poetic Rainbow, Fragrance of Asia, The Harmony, Sahitya Anand, East meets the West, Symphony of Peace, Pearls of Poesy, Ambrosia, International Anthology on Autism, Stars, Sky and Poiesis, Rain Drops of Love, Smrutire Parijat, Peace Lover, GloMag, Feb 2019, Tranquil Muse, Medley of Melodies, Nostalgia, Rise to Higher Essence, Cherry Toppings, Inked Thoughts, Whispering Poiesis, Rippling of Peace, Creative Anteriority, World for Piece, Traumas on Widows, Holistic Healing of Widow, The Global Literati Insights Research Journal, 1st issue 2018 etc. Poems are also featured in online magazines like, our poetry archive, GloMag etc., Poem, Destiny poets, Different truths,

2 thoughts on “My mother-4

  1. Amita Paul

    A poetic expression of the poet’s filial love and feelings of inadequacy and regret for not fully repaying the debt of a mother’s love
    But mothers never judge : they simply love their children and excuse their faults . At least , that has been my experience.


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