Mother (poem)
How compelled you were when you were born
It was far from your thoughts
* Hands and feet were not yours then
There were no dreams of the world in your eyes
* You used to come who was just crying
Drinking milk, your job was to sleep
* Began to grow in the shadow of the mother
Over time, your height began to increase
* Gradually, it became hard
The whole world has been kind to you
* Began to speak with a strong arm
He began to decorate himself, to beautify himself
* One day a beautiful woman ran away from you
Bun's bride; she came to your house again
* The duty began to move away from him
The seed of hatred began to sow itself
* Then I began to forget my parents
The arrow started flying again
He started fighting with them
I started reading a new rule again
* Remember one day my mother told you
Now our livelihood is not yours
* Listen that this thing got angry
Your anger has devoured your mind
* Excited, you said to your mother
I was silent watching everything
* Today I say leave me behind
Break my relationship with you
* Go and do less business
People die. You too go somewhere and die
* One day your father will cry
How scattered then your mother broke
* Then she kept calling helpless death
Life haunted him every moment
* One day I felt sorry for death
Her cry also ran away to destiny
With tears in her eyes, she left
There was a hiccup of death
* A calm began to cover his face
Then he began to decorate the corpse
🥀 Periods are over, if you are old today
If there is rubbish lying on the broken stone
* Even your children are no longer afraid of you
Hate is love they don't
* In pain, cry out that he is my mother
Both were enlightened by your tail
🥀 Time goes by, time does not stop
The one who does not bend is broken
* Ibn's lesson is now a sign
Find out where your strength is left
* So keep forgetting the rules
He kept harassing his parents
* If you reap what you have sown
How did you get what you lost
When he remembered, he started crying
What you did yesterday started happening today
Ask for death, death does not come to you
The mother's face does not go out of sight
* If you cough, your children will scold you
So, who will give you the Sikhs?
* Death will come to you but in time
Your grave will be built in time
* Appreciate your parents
Recognize your paradise in the world
* Remember Ehsan, Solomon's point
Do not forget this rain of mercy۔
Or may Allah grant our parents a long life. (Amen)
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