Best Poems About / On MOTHER
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I went to fetch water from the lake
I went to fetch water from the lake, but my love wont let me, O mother!
Kneading my firm breasts, he lusted for the nectar of my lips, O mother!
I went to fetch water from the lake, but my love wont let me, O mother!
'How did you hurt your lips' my mother-in-law suspiciously asks.
'It was my girl friend's nail as she was helping me with the pots'
I went to fetch water from the lake, but my love wont let me, O mother!
I had gone in a great hurry but my love held me back,
It is excellent to attain Narsaiyya's Lord,
For he made me like himself, O mother!
I went to fetch water from the lake, but my love wont let me, O mother!
Narsinh Mehta
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Mother of Mercy
Mother of mercy breathe your life into me,
Open my mind let me see everything there is to see,
Mother of mercy, take my hand and guide me to the pearly gates,
Show me the land of make believe,
Put me to somber sleep and make me dream,
Make me dream of the world around me so beautifully surreal,
Take me under your wing and take me away from whats real,
Mend the broken covenant of morals by stitching the broken seal,
Mother of mercy, take me to the window where the light shines through,
In my dreams, mother of mercy, every night I dream of you,
Spread your wings and hover over my bedside and protect me from all evil,
Mother of mercy, open the window so I can see the light,
Let the light shine through my eyes so bright,
Be alive so I can be protected in the night,
When the light shines through spread your wings,
Only you Mother of Mercy is the most beautiful of beings,
Mother of Mercy, breathe your life into me.
Kurt Kacich
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Appointed By Him... Still
too young,
mother surrogate
but beautiful she child
and
beautiful she voice when she call
for mother.
what best for she child now
mother know
... she did know then too.
yuh come lately,
late or yuh eh reach...
early enough was mother
too early yuh say then
now is nay...
but is now we is
and young,
still!
mother surrogate,
too young
still!
but
beautiful she child
and
beautiful she voice when she call
for me,
mother surrogate,
she mother
always...
Loriantoinette Williams
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Am a Mother I know! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
~Am a mother~~
~I know.~~
~Why my children call~~
~what's scares them~~
~Or make them scream and cry.~~
~Am a mother~~~~
~I know.~~
~when they giggle~~
~when they squall~~
~when they smile.~~
~when they sleep.~~
~Am a mother~~~~
~And I also know, ~~~~
~when they'll grow up~~
~to be Men and women
~They won't tell me~~~~
~what's bothering them, ~~~~
~what's on their minds~~
~ Or what goes on within their hearts~~
~Just because they wouldn't~~
~ want to distress me~~~~
~They'll always try to hide~~
~They'll simply think, ~~~
~Mama can never find out or know~~
~The pain and agony that we're in, ~~~~
~They'll make several excuses~~~~~~
~ for not being able to see me.~~~~~~
~That's when I'll also pretend to not to know
~for that's the mother's nature you see; ~~
~Which children can neve understand or know
~That no matter how hard they try~
~Or how old they grow~
~Mothers can always read~~
~ their hearts N their minds~~
~Because the spirits of Mothers run~~
~with the blood within their children's beings.~
~For I am a mother And I know! ! ! ! ! ! ! ~
Faeza gilani
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