#mothersday

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  • anuradhasharma 7w

    मैं अपनी मां से प्यार का इज़हार,

    जाने क्यों नहीं कर पाती?

    लेकिन कल रात जब व,

    मेरे कमरे में साथ सोई।

    पूरी रात,

    कभी वो मुझपे ,कभी मैं उनपे।

    कंबल डालते रहें।


    ©anuradhasharma

  • unsung_seagull 18w

    It's Saturday,
    Mom is on fast today.
    Her offering to lord Hanuman.
    Still, she cooked.

    Few days back she was sick.
    Fever took over. She shivered.
    Could hardly stand.
    Still, she cooked.

    Months back it was her birthday.
    Everyone wished.
    There were gifts.
    A celebration and a party.
    Guess who prepared the feast.

    On Mothers' day she cooked.
    On Fathers' day she cooked.
    When she was pregnant she cooked.
    On the day she delivered me,
    She must have cooked.

    Maybe when the nascent earth was
    Born. When the planets aligned and
    The big bang happened.
    Even then she must have been cooking.

    Through the world wars and
    Through terrorist attacks.
    Through earthquakes and
    Volcanic eruptions..

    Even when my father abused
    And when I made her cry
    She still cooked.

    Maybe that's how she expresses.
    See how conveniently I say that.

    She cooks when angry.
    She cooks when she's sad.
    She loves me by cooking.
    The salt is perfect even when
    She hates.

    Global warming hasn't stopped her.
    Neither has the feminist movement.
    Maybe the future of flying cars and
    Sarcastic robots will make her wonder
    And make her laugh and she'll
    Still cook.

    One day she will die and
    In her own funeral she'll be
    Compelled to cook.
    And that'll be last meal
    The world will ever have.

    #once #pod #wod @writersnetwork @miraquill #mom #mother #mothersday #womenc @writersbay #portrait

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    Mom Always Cooks

    ©unsung_seagull

  • betibetss 23w

    Here's what I wrote for Moms Day three years ago. Wanna share it here.

    @writersbay @writersnetwork @miraquill #writerswork #mothersday #mother #love #blessed #blessing #hands #care

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    The Woman with Powerful Hands

    When God vested the power of motherhood,
    He gave these chosen women a set of powerful hands:

    Hands that carefully carried our fragile bodies, which eventually became sturdy as years tested us;
    Hands that held ours as we cross streets, reminding us that she'll forever hold on to us as we cross our future endeavors;
    Hands that clapped when we did our first walk, which still clap - for our achievements are also hers;
    Hands that heal - from knee scrapes, headaches, face scratches, to heart breaks.

    Hands that struggled and worked.
    Hands that offered and served.
    Hands that she lifted for the LORD;
    thus filling them back with blessings she can't contain.

    ©betibetss

  • aashitkumarsinha 24w

    लानत है ऐसे रिश्तों पे,
    जो सबको बताना पड़ रहा !
    ©अshyboy

  • nuances_in_life 30w

    From birth till today ;
    while raising or falling
    there's one hand holding
    us through everything .

  • anuradhasharma 30w

    अम्मी–अब्बू का दिल , तो देखिए ।
    आवाज़ , कहीं से भी लगाइए !
    दिल में , कसक उठ ही जाती है ।
    ©anuradhasharma

  • _rakhi 32w

    मुझे दुनिया का नही पता, मेरे आस पास सारी ऐसी माँ है कि जो अपने बेटों को गलत करने के लिए उसको प्रोत्साहित करती है। इनके बेटो के गलत करने पर इन की माँ के गांड छड़ी डालना चाहिए।
    ©_rakhi

  • _rakhi 33w

    People say:- आप अपने घर पे कुछ गलत हो रहा हो तो बोलते सकते है, आपकी मां सुनेगी,
    In Work place :- you have to tolerate bad touching or any kind of bad words from your Boss!!!

    Bro:- listen to me कभी मेरी रण्डी विधवा बेवकूफ मां से मिलो कभी मेरा घर की बात जानो फिर बाहर का ज्ञान मुझे पेलना।
    ©_rakhi

  • poetrani 33w

    #mirakee #mothersday #shikzsharma #poetrani @writersnetwork



    The boy saw his mother grubbing on her knees,
    Toiling like a mouse to get hold of the cheese.

    She works around the house, cleaning all the dishes.
    She sacrifices her nights to fulfill her child's wishes.

    Panting breath, bearing the pains,
    She does her best and never complains.

    She believes that they are the drops of gold,
    Her honesty and hardwork would never get old.

    Seeing his mother in unbearable pain,
    'You won't be a maid,' he promised again.

    Wiping off her tears, she smiled and replied,
    'No work is big or small, if you do it with pride.'

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    The Maid's Kid

    The boy saw his mother grubbing on her knees,
    Toiling like a mouse to get hold of the cheese.

    She works around the house, cleaning all the dishes.
    She sacrifices her nights to fulfill her child's wishes.

    Panting breath, bearing the pains,
    She does her best and never complains.

    She believes that they are the drops of gold,
    Her honesty and hardwork would never get old.

    Seeing his mother in unbearable pain,
    'You won't be a maid,' he promised again.

    Wiping off her tears, she smiled and replied,
    'No work is big or small, if you do it with pride.'
    ©poetrani

  • bhagyashri_prajapati 34w

    An Unbelievable Combination Of
    Balance, Responsibilities, Hundreds Of characters,
    Knowing everything on time and the right place, A perfect astrologer, Situation Handler , A perfect guide, A perfect manager, An amazing Fighter, An absolute Buty, A great leader, A great Reporter, An great sacrificer, First Love Of everyone's life And A perfect Women
    Yes, She is Maa a person who is the strongest women in the world
    From the time she gets to know about her motherhood she takes over everything, not for herself but every time for the upcoming childhood.
    A person who sacrifices her everything her whole life to make her child's everything better
    A selfless person who always kept everyone everything first and then thinks of herself.

    ~Bhagyashri R. Prajapati

  • pari_phrasis 35w

    It Is You ♥️

    For as long as I can remember,
    it was your embrace that veiled all my blunder.
    When pills failed to decrease the pain,
    It was your hand caressing my forehead,
    worked the best to relieve my stubborn migraine.
    My love for coffee may lessen overtime,
    but it is still the smell of your 'chai',
    forever afresh in my mind.
    When as a kid in dreams I got terrified,
    it was you, I found beside me,
    making me feel fortified.
    Little are these instances,
    I wonder how far I'd go if I begin
    to trace your influences.
    Your divine 'anchal' protected me, always
    from every evil eye,
    It is you, Maa, in a poem,
    I fail to describe.

    ©pari-phrasis

  • the_unfiltered_ink 36w

    Dear mom,

    Today I realise that mothers are more than anything soft drizzles that kiss a child in both failures and victories. I doubted myself uncountable times but everytime I found you standing by my side, cheering me up always. I remember how I gave up on writing when I initially started my career as a content writer. It was so daunting for me to deal with the rejection that never seemed to disappear. I remember how I cried, thinking I don't deserve anything and you hugged me whispering that this is just a part of the journey.

    I laugh on the way I snobbed thinking that I don't look pretty and escaped all the family functions and photography sessions. You always came there caressed my tears and told me that doesn't matter what people think, I would always be your princess. Your confidence in me made me believe in myself. You have always been my best friend and you will always be the most precious comrade I have ever got. Even if you aren't with me here today, nobody can take that place in my life, ever!

    My heart weeps all the time, when I realise what did I lose in this sacred life. I lost my life, and honestly I am not the same again. The day you left us and went to your true home, some parts of me too were gone with you, mum. All that has kept me alive is you and the promises you bestowed upon me to fulfill.

    Today, I want to tell that you the finally the day has come when I can call myself a mother. Yes, your heard it right, your little crazy kid has given birth to a soul. Guess what? It's a girl. I have no words how this feeling has been. Carrying this angel in my womb had been a beautiful experience. I think of the times when I irritated you with my nonsense and you angrily said me that I would understand the situation only when I would myself turn up as a mother. Those days have finally come, and I am all set to be annoyed, afterall karma would come back onto me. And I know you would laugh out loud from the skies for sure. I know you, you aren't too nice to not to.

    I am glad for this beautiful gift by God. But you know, I somewhere prayed to him to send you in my life again, in the form of my child and I don't really know whether it's you yourself or may be some different blessing from the heaven. Mum, I would try my best to be the best mother I can be. I know I would really suck at times but anyway please keep me motivating, you are within me, keep whispering, I would listen forever.

    Everything seems so perfect despite your absence. Papa will surely turn up as Good Nanaji , I know but I feel upset at times that she won't be able to meet her super sweet and smart Nani. Anyway, I would always tell her our tales and the lessons you taught me over the years. And I bet you she would laugh like anything, listening to our crazy stories. And she would definitely be more inspired than her Nani than she would ever be from me, I am sure of this.

    Till then, you take care of yourself wherever you are and keep visiting us at times.

    We all love you.

    Simran Ahuja
    ©the_unfiltered_ink

    I am not a premium member though, but I really liked the contest so I wrote my entry. I hope you guys would like this.
    @mirakee @writersnetwork @writerstolli#wod #pod #writingcontest #mothersday #dearmom #lettertomom

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    Dear Mom,

    Today, I want to tell that you the finally the day has come when I can call myself a mother. Yes, your heard it right, your little crazy kid has given birth to a soul. Guess what? It's a girl. I have no words how this feeling has been. Carrying this angel in my womb had been a beautiful experience. I think of the times when I irritated you with my nonsense and you angrily said me that I would understand the situation only when I would myself turn up as a mother. Those days have finally come, and I am all set to be annoyed, afterall karma would come back onto me. And I know you would laugh out loud from the skies for sure. I know you, you aren't too nice to not to.

  • yayshi 36w

    It’s raining hard
    I am in the kitchen now
    Preparing some ginger tea
    For Michael’s sick in the bed
    Oh Yes! Luna asked for some bread
    My Love, your breakfast’s ready
    And I am done with hanging clothes on line
    And here are the lentils boiling for the lunch
    Don’t cry Minnie! Your knee will be fine

    Pitter patter raindrops on the window pane
    I want to go and dance in the rain
    I want to spread my arms and run
    Some hot coffee under the thunder would be fun!
    Or I will have some soup or chocolate
    While taking that swing near the gate

    But I am in the kitchen now
    Preparing some ginger tea
    For Michael’s sick in the bed
    And Oh yes! Luna asked for some bread.

    ©yayshi

    #writersnetwork #writersbay #mother #love #sacrifice #mothersday #journey #wod #solitudec #mirakee #poems_yayshi

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  • puchka 36w

    JANANI

    Your breath on my face
    Deep I inhale
    Let me fade into you
    Move into you
    Secure in your womb
    For at the end
    There is only you
    Nothing completes me
    As you do

    Your breath upon me
    Like gentle breeze
    Stirs my dispirited soul
    I lie shipwrecked alone
    Mast broken, sails torn
    Face on your framed breast
    Waiting for high tide
    Carry me to place
    where you rest
    ©puchka

  • _neena__ 36w

    Mother's Day

    A mother doesn't need a day to be celebrated. For me everyday is mother's day, as long as I sense her warmth with me.

    ©_neenataimoori__

  • lizmaniaaa 36w

    Mom

    Dear Mom, 


    Today, I realise that mothers are more than anything soft drizzles that kiss a child in both failures and victories. Thank you for upbringing me as an independent woman. As I am holding my child in my arms, I think the same. I want to raise her as an independent, self-loving, compassionate woman. You are the one who told me, "unless we love ourselves, we would not be able to love others." I have always kept that in mind, and it has served me well in life. When my baby grows up, I will tell her the same. 


    Mom, as a child, whenever I did something that irked you, you would tell me, "maybe, you would understand this when you are of my age." I am realising that now. The role of a new mother is exciting, at the same time, tiresome. I often wonder how you managed us. But, I would not dare to stick to the cliche of calling mothers superwomen. Because, I know they are not. They are neither magicians nor superwoman. They are human beings who sometimes get tired of being a mother. They sacrifice because their heart is full of love. They are willing to go to any degree to raise their child well. But, they also need their 'me time' in life. They too have to pursue their dreams. I have never asked you about your dreams or wishes. I promise you that next time we will discuss that and do one crazy thing that you have always wanted to do in life. I know you would laugh reading this. That is okay. We have always pulled each other's leg, haven't we?


    I feel exhausted, sometimes. But, I love this phase - seeing a tiny human growing up. The way she curiously observes everything, makes noises, giggles, mimics me and cries whenever I am not in her vicinity. I feel loved. It is a different kind of love though. Sometimes, her tantrums test my patience. But, I love her so much. Now, I know how much you love me.  


    I can never be you. I am an entirely different person. So, I will be a different mother. My perspective about child upbringing will be different from yours, for sure. But, I really hope I will love my child as much as you love me, and let her live on her terms when she grows up. Just like you allowed me choose my path. I owe you a lot. And, I love you so much. 

    Much love,
    Me

    ©lizmaniaaa

  • ishant_615 36w

    When God Created Her

    When God was done creating the world,
    While looking at his best creation, humans,
    He saw something that caught his eye,
    And had a feeling that wasn't so nice.

    One of this disciples came close and said, "Oh Lord,
    What is it that you are so worried about."
    "Oh, there is something missing, I sense."
    Replied God, ever so tense.

    "What is it Lord ?", asked the disciple,
    And God's answer was pretty simple.

    Someone who could possess a heart full of love,
    so unconditional,
    Someone who could be so caring and so very gentle.

    Someone who could protect her child from all the dangers out there,
    Someone who would never let them sink into despair.

    There, while saying so, God created his masterpiece,
    What was just an imagination seconds ago, was now mankind's dearest need.

    "Oh Lord, what a beauty." said the disciple admiring God's creation,
    But what is her name, was his question.

    "The mortals shall give her a name they like,
    But 'mother' she'll be called around the world alike."

    And so we got our beloved mothers,
    Who always had love in spare.
    Always thankful to you mom
    For your love, support and care.

    Ishant Arora

    ©a_ishant_615

  • janvi2901 36w

    #mirakee #writersnetwork
    #happymothersday #love #mother #mothersday #motherlove #motherhood

    Happy Mother's Day to all viewers.
    Stay safe and protected.
    Follow all protocols tell by WHO.
    Wear mask��

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    मां

    I am a star in someone's life
    That the person is known as my mother (मेरी मां)
    ©janvi2901

  • yashsaini 36w

    मातृ दिवस की हार्दिक शुभकामनाएं ❤️
    #mothersday#mirakee#writersnetwork#maa#hindilines

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    M❤️❤️

    अपने आसुओं को छिपा एक पल में वो मुस्करा देती है ,
    ना जाने वो सब पर इतना प्यार कैसे लुटा देती है
    ❣️ मां ❣️
    ©yashsaini

  • anuradhasharma 45w

    ख्याल तो देखिए , उस ख़ुदा का ।
    अम्मी को बनाया तो , इक तरफा सा ।
    पोशाक की सोच , उससे भी उम्दा सी ।
    उसकी मोहब्बत सी , लंबी और चौड़ी ।
    ममता को छाया देता , आंचल इक सिरा ।
    शकशियत स , सादा पहनावा उसका ।


    ©anuradhasharma