Mama, I am just a grass that will never flower,
No matter how much water you shower,
A rose is an object of beauty,
But even grass performs its duty...
A rose is a rose is a rose is what I know
But even grass has its natural glow
Mama, please don’t fill me with poison,
It just kills my horizon.
I remember everything that you say,
But let me find my way.
Mama let my heart go,
Mama let your son grow....
At times, I'll surely fumble,
But that only makes me humble
Mama, I know the cries of your heart is for a sun
But I am just a son,
And son- shine never comes.
7 comments:
This is a beautiful poem :)
I like the words a lot.
Have a special day :)
Thanks Alina for ur kind words, and of course, welcome to my blog...
Cheers!
Who says Sunshine never comes!?!
Here it is.
http://justthinkingloud.wordpress.com/2010/02/08/a-lil-sunshine/
Super poem. Too much love and care can also stifle your growth at times.
@datsme: dats actually true,,,really true...:)
Beautiful lines! Never knew you were a poet, too! ;-)
@asha: Thanks a ton:-)
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